Snow Poem by Falling Awake
Snow
A white fine toothed comb
Runs through my being
Neuron knots de-conditioning
Liberating, freeing
My cells zing to life
Thought chains unbroken
So interesting, so possible
My being's woken
With each sinus sip
Stewing thoughts release
Visceral knots untwist and turn
Increasing heart beats
Skipping down the rails
Through July it snows
I feel my insides untangle
No longer enclosed.
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4/26/2024 10:50:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I wrote the poem 'Snowballs: Shaped Beauty Cast Lines', inspired by the poem 'Snow', by the poet Falling Awake and dedicated to Falling Awake.