Frank Avon

Outside My Window Xxv - Poem by Frank Avon

One tuft of snow
one fragile patch
all that's left
of January's rout -

all that remains
outside my window,
while inside
I am engulfed with pain

impassive embankments of pain
that will not melt

tidal waves of pain
that will not ebb

cloud after rolling cloud
that can't be swept away,

thy name is all
I can say
all I pray

blanket me
with sleep

from January's pain
the bile and bane
the sharp crests
of icy embankments,

these storms of pain
that reign
o'er all my inscape,
hold me constrained

while outside
one tuft of snow
all that remains
at last
of the blasts of January.

Topic(s) of this poem: january, pain, sleep, winter

Poet's Notes about The Poem

from December 29 on, I have been engulfed in pain, my blinds usually drawn

Comments about Outside My Window Xxv by Frank Avon

  • Kelly Kurt (1/31/2016 2:00:00 AM)

    I am sorry to hear of your pain, Frank. I hope February is a better month and you can open your blinds to a more scenic view. The poem was raw and powerful. I don't think I have seen this in your work before. Still evocatively descriptive.
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  • (1/30/2016 11:09:00 PM)

    A most touching sentiments narrated through a beautifully penned poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points. (Report) Reply

  • (1/30/2016 10:41:00 PM)

    The penultimate line should be indented to align with blasts. PH won't let me indent. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016

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