The Snow Must Go On

My window yields

the slow, snowy miracle

plain white flakes glide down

graceful, effortlessly prominent, poised

and purposeless

in their silent left-right gliding descent

to the ground without a sound

 

Unlike in my head, no silence left

as I look to hectic heaps of homework

and thoughts about the labourious deadlines

that leave my spirit dead, indeed

by robbing all time dedicated to my well-being

feeding these hours to the

unquenchable monster of work obligations.

What purpose lies in these labourious deadlines

Lines of essay due tomorrow…and tomorrow…and tomorrow…

and tomorrow’s purpose is to me unbeknown still

But the show must go on

 

The snow must go on

teasing my fast-working fury with its slow steady pace

The flakes must fall

leaving me in awe at their perfect purposeless fate

Making me wish my greatest feat was merely

a graceful, gliding left-right rhythm

floating between the clouds

instead of between deadlines

6 thoughts on “The Snow Must Go On

  1. AHH Imani this poem is so good it perfectly encompasses my life right now too (minus the snow of course) GREAT JOB!!!

    On Tue, Nov 12, 2019 at 6:03 PM The Writing Wave wrote:

    > Imani-Amour posted: “My window yields the slow, snowy miracle plain white > flakes glide down graceful, effortlessly prominent, poised and purposeless > in their silent left-right gliding descent to the ground without a sound > Unlike in my head, no silence left as I look to he” >

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