your melting world

Shaken, drifting,
Specks in the water.
Settling, shifting
Within my small sphere.

You pick me up
And peer inside,
I want to touch
Your melting world.

Immortal snowflake in a globe
I wonder just how it would feel
To leave my ring,
Dissolve with Spring.

I don't want to sit
On a shelf and wait
For my world to shake.
I want to be
Where there are earthquakes.

But still I am so far away,
A snowstorm in the midst of May.

surface tension

Inward force of my introspection-
Give in to the surface tension.
Drawn like a water droplet
Into myself.

Clustering cohesion,
Righteously resisting reason.
Unresolved-
Afraid to leave my cell.

Liquid laceration,
Stimulating new sensation.
I'm swimming, spinning round
Inside my shell.

Reflection in the water,
Fascinating ice interior.
Still I'm stuck inside the snow globe
Of my soul.

snow globe

Out from behind the glass I peer
And, tracing pictures in the frost,
Sit still within my snowy sphere,
In solitude great wonders watch.

Waiting, winter world my own,
Tranquility in blue and white.
Concealed within a perfect globe
From chaos that I saw outside.

I'd rather be deaf and alone
Than hear the raging noise beyond.
Stentorian world that shook me so
Now sealed away in snow globe song.