Sarai Girma

Rookie (April 29th,1987 / Cambridge, Massachusetts, USA)

Tuesday, January 3rd,2006. - Poem by Sarai Girma

A bleak, grey winter day
Fades to cold and black.
Storm-clouds hang in a
Starless sky, and
No one’s out tonight
By choice.
The breath hangs from your
Lips, hangs in the air, and
Mingles with the smoke
From your chimney and the
Exhaust from your
SUV, and it’s all the same
Ugly grey as
Everything else.
You crunch through
The dirty snow to avoid
The ice. But
It’s all the same and
You fall anyway.
But that’s okay.
The cold has made you
You almost wish it hurt…
But not really.

Comments about Tuesday, January 3rd,2006. by Sarai Girma

  • (1/4/2006 6:55:00 PM)

    I adore poems
    which accurately describe Nature
    as this one does
    and this not meant as critiicism
    just a difference of temperment
    grey days get my high
    while sunny ones
    send me into despair
    a wonderful poem
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 4, 2006

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