Poetry Monday: Snowflake Requiem

In it’s first instant
The first moment
It’s first thought
The first feelings
Falling – drifting – 
Gracefully dropping
From unknown origins
The air is cold and
Powerful, pulling, dragging
But the snowflakes
Never collide or touch
Graceful chaos – 
This snowflake
And it’s unique pattern
It can’t remember the time before
Maybe the other flakes
Have forgotten too
It floats and falls
Surfing on gusts
Still never touching
The multifarious falling flakes
On a journey down
Down to the endless white
What is the destination – 
After the eternity
The snowflake lands
On the branch of a tree
The other flakes continue down
To the whiteness from which
The tree protrudes
The flake sits alone – 
It wonders again of
The time before the fall
And where it came from
No memories are there
The other flakes sit together
On other branches and the ground
Other flakes have stopped falling
This flake sits at the top of a tree
Overseeing so many
Distant and cut off from so many
It wonders how all the other
Flakes can be together
How were they able to come together – 
Children below play with
Multiple flakes packed together
Snowballs, snowmen, snow angels
The one flake envies the fun
All the flakes participate
Except this one
Who doesn’t know how
To join with another flake
Who sits atop the tree
Afraid to join the crowd – 
The night falls and passes
And the sun creeps
Into existence
The air is still cold
But lifeless – 
The flake watches it’s
Brethren disappear
In large patches
Vanishing, melting
Where have they gone
And did they go together – 
In it’s last instant
The last moment
It’s last thought
The last feelings
Drifting – darkness – 
A lonely sleep

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

Sunday Sharing: Sylvia Plath

This week’s Sunday Share is “A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem” by Sylvia Plath. A different take on Alice in Wonderland, Plath is a master of imagery and metaphor. I have found that much of my own writing is similar. I do not claim to be as skilled as Plath. More of her work can be found at The Best Poems Encyclopedia among many other poets.

A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem

I’m through with this grand looking-glass hotel
where adjectives play croquet with flamingo nouns;
methinks I shall absent me for a while
from rhetoric of these rococo queens.
Item : chuck out royal rigmarole of props
and auction off each rare white-rabbit verb;
send my muse Alice packing with gaudy scraps
of mushroom simile and gryphon garb.
My native sleight-of-hand is wearing out :
mad hatter’s hat yields no new metaphor,
and jabberwock will not translate his songs :
it’s time to vanish like the cheshire cat
alone to that authentic island where
cabbages are cabbages; kings : kings.

Plath, Sylvia. “A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem.” The Best Poems Encyclopedia, The Best Poems Encyclopedia, 14 Jan. 2019, www.best-poems.net/sylvia-plath/sorcerer-bids-farewell-seem.html.

Caturday Poetry: Cats, Coffee, Catharsis

Every year I think
It will be different
I say this year
Will be the greatest
Of them all
I’m always disappointed

I see people
Go out with 
Half a dozen friends
In celebration
If I plan something
No one comes

I watch as other people
Plan surprises for 
Others they dislike
I don’t want surprises
But it would be nice
To see the same effort

Even when I ask
To be alone
I don’t get to be
Alone or anything else
I don’t feel
Important to anyone

I’m important 
To my cat
I know she
Cares for me
Or is it only because
I bring her food

I enjoy my coffee
Be it addiction
Or the heat in my body
It always brings
Some comfort
Something familiar

I can’t float through
Life alone
But I can’t find companionship
I find no answers
To break away from 
The darkness and pain

Something unresolved
Blocks my growth
I can’t connect with others
Until I face that demon
The demon won’t come out
It feeds off my fears and depression

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.