Frozen in Time
You are locked in the present, frozen in time,
and the suffocating sameness grows despair.
The sky drips a cold rain
and icy crystals form.
Possibilities flee like a ladybug taking flight from your fingertips,
and you are left with the dead carcasses of misbegotten dreams.
Eventually the sleet will turn to snow
and as the snow globe scene fills the air,
hushed birdsongs and fleeing deer will form a backdrop
to the powdered landscape.
Tomorrow the sun will return.
Life and decay are identical twins.
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2020
and the suffocating sameness grows despair.
The sky drips a cold rain
and icy crystals form.
Possibilities flee like a ladybug taking flight from your fingertips,
and you are left with the dead carcasses of misbegotten dreams.
Eventually the sleet will turn to snow
and as the snow globe scene fills the air,
hushed birdsongs and fleeing deer will form a backdrop
to the powdered landscape.
Tomorrow the sun will return.
Life and decay are identical twins.
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2020
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