Charmed by Snow
Warm weather snow falls in fat full flakes; I am living in a world of dreams and sweet peas. Sudden dustings sparkle and surprise leaving as quickly as they came; yet the world is kinder now. Beauty is an ambush of the heart. My breath alters, accelerates, speeding me to a smile, an illustration of joy. Crows walk the edge of the hedgerow, prattling on as they do; snow to their ankles and food on their minds. I drive over the mountains discovering myself as the recipient, the receiver of all this great gift, this life.
Trek to the edge of your comfort zone and map it out
Lime with envy I built a wall around.
Love and hate are enclosed, brick and stone.
Rigor of extremities, the discipline of ages falls so short.
I make no in-depth connections
I coat externals with glue
Stack reaction and let the bombs fly.
I mix and crush old habits and bad ideas, make a paste.
I am setting myself up again.
Abstinence becomes the pestle of bludgeoning and abasement.
I am hard and I am hollow
Wounded pride, I subjugate my soul
My life is reduced to a powder, I am mortified.
You are reading selections from More Sober on the Way to Sane and Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault