meltdown
frozen, though i sit before a fire.
whispering, though no one else is home.
asking, though answers seem irrelevant.
hungry, though my body has been fed.
the romance of winter
begins to give way
to an endless restlessness,
this craving for forest,
this longing for moon.
such a long way to go
before i get there,
as i sit here,
melting snowflakes
in this room.
January 13th, 2011 at 9:12 am
beautiful
January 13th, 2011 at 9:47 am
mesmerized …
thoughtful …
quiet.
thank you
xo pg
January 13th, 2011 at 10:52 am
This is beautiful (and I too am getting restless!).
January 13th, 2011 at 12:03 pm
Here’s something you might find fun ~ shall we dance together and splash like mad in your melted snow? … http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KK7YFdoGOrs&feature=related
January 13th, 2011 at 12:14 pm
This sums the months of January and February up so perfectly. Winter is great when the holidays roll around and there are lights of parties to attend and pretty lights to look at. These months can be so bleak; they always throw me into a funk. Thanks for reminding me that I’m not the only one — we all just need something to look forward to!
January 13th, 2011 at 12:34 pm
I have books by all the masters, the bards, the pulitzer prize winners, the poet laureates but I long to read your words before theirs. The simple beauty, ideas expressed in ways that pierce my soul. You have done it again with this piece – the mixture of image and words is exquisite!
@DeciduousTree
January 13th, 2011 at 12:47 pm
I keep coming back to this today…..beautiful.
January 13th, 2011 at 1:37 pm
This conjures up feelings of warmth gnawing at the still frozen core. I wonder if that melting, that warmth has the strength to see the frozen for who it is, accepting with grace that sometimes this is life, and i can learn from this and be stronger.
Beautiful poem, friend.
January 13th, 2011 at 2:57 pm
There are days when it feels like you take the words right out of my mouth . . . so beautiful.
January 13th, 2011 at 2:59 pm
you speak the words in my heart. winter gives way to a certain restlessness that’s hard to overcome during these dark winter months. i am prone to meltdowns of all sorts, but the meltdown i’m looking for is one the where the frozen river in my mind melts and gives way to a torrent of inspiration and hope.
January 13th, 2011 at 5:37 pm
Beautiful! I can feel your restlessness!
January 13th, 2011 at 5:45 pm
oh dear, I know exactly how you feel. shall we sneak away to warmer climes together?
January 13th, 2011 at 6:51 pm
that is spectacular!!!
not restless yet, but wishing to not drive to and from work in the dark. and lordy, isn’t it nippy out???
love,
g
January 13th, 2011 at 8:04 pm
I am never disappointed coming here. I love how you write. Love the single photograph that makes me think or makes me swoon or just makes me feel.
January 13th, 2011 at 8:49 pm
sounds like cabin fever might be setting in?
love the photo!
January 13th, 2011 at 9:31 pm
“craving for forest/longing for moon”. now you’re speaking my language, thel.
January 13th, 2011 at 9:46 pm
Beautiful picture and words!
January 14th, 2011 at 5:58 am
Lovely picture and mesmerizing words.
January 14th, 2011 at 7:05 pm
Still…lots of winter still to come. As always – beautiful words..and accompanying image.
January 14th, 2011 at 11:47 pm
Damn, how do you do that?
It just flows.
Beautiful.
January 16th, 2011 at 9:13 pm
my god. incredible. “this longing for moon . . .” my god.
xoxo