PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

flake after flake

sifting through the

loopholes of a

poignant possible paradise

they tell me

each one's special

whisper the word unique

slipping through the perforations

you'll miss it if you blink

coating blackened deadened branches

ready for sidewalk

and degradation

threatening modernity

placid stoic I sit-

I hibernate

suffocating silently