Monday, October 13, 2008

Chapter 18: Pieces in the Snow

Pieces in the Snow
a contemplative poem
by me

Sometimes I wonder what becomes of us
Of the thoughts and feelings we leave behind
While we walk down the street
Towards the gathering snow.

Will someone remember them?
Do they fall into the ground
Make impressions, like leaves
In the soil of our lives?

Or do they remain shadows,
Phantoms of mist and shade
Flitting along like half-dead sprites
Trails of unshed tears and sighs

And when we finally collapse
Upon reaching the land of eternal snow
Do we rest in peace?
Or are we forever haunted
By the shadowy thoughts and feelings
We've long left behind.

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