Snow Globe by Greg James Davis
Snow Globe
On apple cheek winds
your ice and chill wrapped in,
“I hope you enjoyed your day.”
I enjoyed it more when you were in it
when your voice went slo mo in my ear,
when we were friends and didn’t feel
you felt, it was time to run away.
Charging off to nowhere, I see what I did
but too late to change that date.
What was so exciting, so promising
freezing on the vine of “See you later”
and later became much later
and one day it froze in place.
I have some poems from that time
so it was not a total waste,
but inside your snow globe
it never snows
there is no one to pick it up
and gently turn it over…
to watch the flakes fall on that scene
we both tried to create.
Whatever we imagined in our dreams,
a longer twisting road, or seriously, a kinder fate
is now lost inside your desk drawer…
a boring piece of yesterday
this snow globe paper weight.
Karima Hoisan
February 19, 2022
Costa Rica
Ach, poignant! I’m glad you got some poems out of it. 🙂 Finding poetry everywhere!
Yes, even in an old forgotten snow globe:) Thank you Dale!!
The “boring piece of yesterday” made for a very interesting poem, Karima!
The Snow globe as a symbol of “happy days” which are now frozen in time and forgotten is also very alluring.
Thank you Harshi…yes Time does freeze some memories, but nostalgia can shake them up again:) Glad you enjoyed this metaphor:)🌹
Nostalgia can shake them up indeed and you have captured it beautifully in the poem.
Thank you sweet Harshi🌹
Karima, I think this is one of my favorites of yours!
<3
David
Wow! Really David!! well….thank you!!❤️
Mellow wistful winter reminiscing. I feel it 🙂
Hugss, Joey
Hey Joey… Ahh yes..in the middle of the tropics, but I have a good imagination:) Thank you and big hugs!!!
nice ❤️❤️
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Let me point you to my poem about “nice” I have a history with this world but two ❤️❤️ after it,.. makes it all good:) https://karimahoisan.com/2020/09/03/nice/
It amazes me how “a boring piece of yesterday this snow globe paper weight” sounds so wonderful…I don’t know why but I feel there’s a feeling of regret in you as if something has all of a sudden changed…perhaps not regret but something which is a bit uncomfortable…but I could be wrong coz it’s just what I sense…I love the flow…of snow globe…keep glowing, Karima ✨❤️💫
Dearest Navin, thank you so much for this thoughtful comment…You are a very perceptive person, and of course you are right…Whenever in our lives we see creative, loving potential, it feels like a failure when our hopes are not realized..but Life is like that sometimes, and I have learned to accept it all..as it comes.. Thank you so much for your comment…it means a lot🙏🌹
You’re very welcome, dearest Karima…there’s knowing in your beautiful words…”learned to accept or all…as it come”…very true…surrendering, accepting & embracing every moment could be crazy tough…but it’s definitely not impossible…it all depends on the fine tuning of ourselves ✨🙏❤️💫
Dearest Navin, I like your expression,”crazy tough”because it perfectly describes the effort at times needed to really be able to do what we know in our hearts must be done..Between the knowing and the doing of something, that will be ultimately good for us, is a gap that takes time to close. Pure surrender is not only a great strength, it is a state that needs awareness and work to achieve.. It seems almost contradictory that in order to let go..we must make the effort to learn how..which takes “crazy tough inner work at times to achieve:)
True, letting go could be crazy tough at times…well expressed, Karima
Memories may freeze or not, but a simple trigger may make them alive. A touching poem, Karima. The twist in the end is awesome.💐💖🙏
Ohh thank you so much Kaushal…and yes you are also correct….” a simple trigger may make them alive.” Yes..one can always hope:) Smiling..glad you enjoyed the ending:):)❤️🙏🌹
What a wonderful and sad way to visit regretful memories. I can picture the globe sitting alone untouched gathering dust. Kind of a symbol for an old, broken heart. Untouched, gathering dust.
Thank you so much Hoyt…it’s been ages!!! Let’s talk so we don’t gather dust:)!!
A beautiful and heart-touching poem, Karima💛💐
Dear Deeksha..thank you so much for leaving your beautiful comment…❤️💐
You’re most welcome, Karina😄
How gorgeously painful, dear Karima. “Whatever we imagined in our dreams,
a longer twisting road, or seriously, a kinder fate
is now lost inside your desk drawer…
a boring piece of yesterday
this snow globe paper weight.” It is interesting to ponder and contemplate how our mind stores the memories and then how, at times, in time, we choose to re-examine them, to, sometimes, relive them. I think poets live in this land, as we work through the emotions that arise in our memories, emotions drifting in and out, kind of like the snow in the snow globe. Love this piece, Karima. 🙏🌹🌺✨❤️💕
Wow Jeff!! I love your comment…and I agree with you…this is the well of poetry we take from…re-examining our lives, we come to different conclusions, reach different perspectives and being poets…we can convey what we see through our poetry.. Yes like th gentle snow flakes our memories drift and a very important part…for it to snow in a snow globe….someone must pick it up again:):) Really inspiring comment Jeff…thank you so much🙏❤️🌹❣️
How poetic, beautiful, and serene. Love this. 💕
So sorry Shreya//just saw your comment months later…Thank you so much for your words ❤️