Today's Poetic Offering

Life is quaint
My snow globed existence
Picturesque
Silent

Snowflakes of worry
whirl about my
winter wonderland

Static charged synthetic snow
Clings to drenched wool mittens
The more I dust off
The more snow envelopes me

crusted mitts swell to snow balls
snow balls becoming boulders
soon the sheer force
of the avalanche of anxiety
plummets towards me

Polyresin prison panes leave no escape

"STOP!" I cry
A lone voice trapped
unheard
In the vacuum void of my snow globe realm

Focus on the beauty of a single snowflake
Sit back
Breathe
Enjoy the snow.

"Hot cocoa anyone?"