The February 16th Snow Ushers In World Peace
Morning stubles off in near slumber
as Afternoon finally comes over.
I am still sleepy.
My heart beats quickly
as I lose my balance halfway
down the stairs, catch myself
on the wooden rail,
and continue down to the couch.
Charlie Mingus is on with
Better Git it in Your Soul.
The room smells of dead tobacco
from smoking periodically throughout the night.
I tossed, turned, struggled
to keep my eyes shut.
It did not help,
but it makes insomnia more bearable.
I light one more, walk to the window.
I watch the February 16th snow
as it drizzles, gusts,
then drizzles as the wind dies down.
The snowflakes begin to swarm
in a mad flurry
as they scurry
to join their brothers atop marble heaps
on the ground.
The wind seems puzzled.
The snow close to the window
hurls to the earth going
diagonally to the left,
and further, to the right.
I think of all the others
who approach the same sight
at the same time.
That's all we truly need in life,
an occasional moment
of clarity, serenity
to keep us from the madhouses.
Amen.
Copyright © Alex Bruinekool | Year Posted 2010
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