I walk into my room,
the door shuts behind me.
I am in my own world
I kick off my shoes,
-they lie in a geometric pattern
on the floor
I am 16 years old.
It is snowing,
it is dark,
and the god of December
has fallen across this land.
The snow swirls and swirls and swirls,
endlessly and forever in my inner darkness.
'God, I hope we don't have school tomorrow, ' I think to myself
I know all 16 year olds think this very thought,
but somehow it is different when I think it.
I am different, and alone-
Alone, and different
Sometimes I can't believe that I'm me.
Snow falls down around the museum in my mind-
I see a picture in my mind of the art museum at Bowdoin College,
as though there is a postcard in my mind
I feel as though I am the last person on earth,
even though my parents are in the next room
Everything is quiet.
Everything is snow.
There is a light on, beside my bed,
a solitary light in the world
I look out my window
The world is still quiet,
and the stars peak out from behind the clouds,
like a map in the night
There is an ocean in the sky,
and it is as though the gods
are illuminated in heaven
I envy you. I live in Philly. No snow. Ah, the solitude of the white. Keep it real. JRP
Samuel i like it! ! ! you have a big imagination that i admire about you in your poem! ! ! ! !
I love all your imagination....all of it is wonderful and......there is no denying that you have talent. ♥ ♥ ♥
beautiful write Samuel.........words done with deep imagination and creativity.....the lines abt schools should be off tmro was lovely....many of us do paryed lke tht while we goin to school......pretty lovable....sebastine
There is an ocean in the sky, and it is as though the gods are illuminated in heaven ... ya that always reminds us of divine power and it s, existence, , , , ,10 lovely poem dear
nice work samuel.. i could say that you are born to be a poet..continue to inspire people
I love this poem, somehow it brought back some of my melted memories. I give it a 10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a 10 no questions asked!