When Snow Is Fast Falling...

...an unfinished piece. Looking out the upstairs back window at Mom's house, missing the tree that used to be there. Thanksgiving Eve, 2005


When Snow Is Fast Falling...

When snow is fast falling and old trees are gone, he longs for the tree 'pon which he'd been born. 'Twas not quite so long ago that she was home, but lonely because he'd chosen to roam. And though he knows he'd not left her alone, this longing and loneliness leaks from his bones. Like marrow through pores, or sores oozing forth bile or some other such substance reviled—like arrows in scores, arriving at once to puncture straight through her first living-born child. He's home to enjoy the sweetness of her other fruits, but lost roots can't be reconciled.

attempted 23NOV2005, Marvin D. Johnson

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[init4keeps2007]

how are ya doing?

[Jeanne034]

So, heart warmingly beautiful.. wish I could do my poems with such brilliant exprestion, when I hear your poems and you reading the bible.. makes my soul cry out. So, beautiful is so easy a word and yet not..

[exceedingabundantly]

beautiful