April Snow

by Christy Trenholm Schmall   Mar 18, 2006


Snow falls down in great
White tufts of searing pain
Wet and vile
Weep for Juliet's magical vial
pray for the cowardice
to use the Happy dagger
surely it cannot bring as much pain as these April snows
then it will be as if
I'm standing alone
in the first season's snow
deep and quiet
cold and numb
Shhhh

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  • 18 years ago

    by Gary Jurechka

    Whops-my bad.That last comment was written by me, not Christy the author.Sorry about the screw-up!-Gary Jurechka

  • 18 years ago

    by Christy Trenholm Schmall

    I've not seen this one before Christy.I must say I am impressed.You definitely have your own voice/style.This is wonderfully written, it flows well and evokes sadness and beauty.I love the last line-unexpected and so fitting.

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