Poetry P - T
Reaching

I feel myself fall
into the abyss
Reaching for the rope
that does not exist

Deeper into the darkness
the walls closing in
Reaching for the hands
that are not there

Landing in the water
murky and deep
Reaching for the light
that sadly fades away

Storm

A single snowflake
falls to the ground
Heralding the arrival
of a merciless storm

Wind blows and whips
all that hasn't frozen
Blinding those who
dare to ventrue out

White all around
both sky and earth
Cold stinging the face
Eyes tearing up

Within a few hours
the air is crisp
and everywhere is quiet
Warming my soul

Simply-Serenity, Bliding Light, Celestial-Star