Stevieslaw: My poem, Susurrus, is up on The Drabble



It is 3 AM
and I am done with sleep.
The snow, illuminated
by a single street lamp,
falls with a grace
pure and poignant.
It coats the silent landscape
so slowly, its accumulation
seems like sorcery.
I ache with the chill
borne through the leadened windows
and the ethereal beauty
of the street scene.

My ramshackle home
has housed more than eight generations.
I close my weary eyes
and listen for the slight
sighings and murmurings
that may only be heard
in the depth of the night
when even the dead
are done with sleep.

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4 Responses to Stevieslaw: My poem, Susurrus, is up on The Drabble

  1. Congratulations. It’s a lovely poem.


  2. stevieslaw says:

    Thank you. My softer side


  3. Kathy Reed says:

    You set the mood the snow falling with Grace and the leaded windows.


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