Friday, September 13, 2013

Voiced / POEM: Back to Blank by Thomas Rivet

Back to Blank
What lies before my eyes?
It's a spout of snow,
for free and on show,
outside my very window.

At night,
the fall of flakes hide,
behind my blued curtain.
Blocking the sight,
from my stance inside.
I have become uncertain.
"What is that-
Which flowed with such downward might,
across the beams of that lamplight?"

"It is something that you know." Whispers Mother Nature.
I remain unsure.

"It is frisk and frozen...
and happens over four months, out of a dozen."

I knew, I knew, I knew.
I will wipe the suspense out of my mind,
to refresh my memory anew.
I will not rewind.

Destroying my tainted curtains was the right thing to do.


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