Monday, March 5, 2018

A time poem, 7.II.2018


Time was moving slowly today
More words packed into longer minutes
Snowflakes flurrying down the frigid air
Speeding to the ground in the corner of a glance
And floating softly when followed in their path
Breath, conscious, heartbeat striking on
A strange stillness in a sound and image storm
Drowsiness and static thoughts trying to understand
The impact of snowflakes like thunder on the ground
Struck by spearheaded crystals
Only a soft murmur of the air reaching my ears

Time was moving slowly today 
The world seemed awesome and beautiful today



 

   

7.II.2018

SHL. 
Written on a snowy, bright day in class.

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