Saturday, October 25, 2008

Eternal Carousel

Reverie witnessed
fluttering down,
intermittently drifting,
landing one upon
another, piling up.

Ceaseless silence
swallowed a single
snowflake. It slithered
into the terrestrial womb.

Birthing a new Aeon,
the insemination
streamed fresh water
through the ocean's
briny body
at midnight
on an eternal carousel.

1 comment:

Middle Ditch said...

Oh I do like snow poems. It brings out the beauty of the season and I do like the snow sooooooo much but we hardly ever get it here.