Sylvia Thomas

Rookie (Los Angeles)

Dead Snow - Poem by Sylvia Thomas

Standing by the dim lamp post,
Heaven's Tears fall upon me.
Snowflakes and glitter dancing,
Flighted by the harsh wind.

Falling to my knees,
Staring up at the closed windows around,
Not a hand or a face in sight,
My heart was colder than the snowstorm brewing.

No matter how much I love you,
Or how frozen the earth has become,
We are parted by that frosted window,
And that barrier between our classes.

Falling from the light,
Lost in my tortured soul,
I am nothing more than a facade,
That is so in love with you.

We are bonded by that chain,
The one they call Love,
But why is my heart twisted,
Like the Devil's forgotten toy?

A snowflake falls into my hand,
But it doesn't melt as I hoped it would.
It remains frozen and ever so beautiful,
just like our forbidden love.


Comments about Dead Snow by Sylvia Thomas

  • (4/30/2008 3:10:00 AM)

    the emotion is strong, when i was reading this, it felt like it was happening to me (Report)Reply

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  • (1/10/2007 1:02:00 PM)

    This is a very sad situation indeed Laura, and that barrier can be an impossible one to cross - speaking from experience. The poetry is as good as the situation is bad. The contrast of the beauty of love and snow with the tragedy of the situation works perfectly. Good writing. jim (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 22, 2010


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