Poem #51: Inside

Inside

Vast tundra
Sheets of ice and rain
Obscure daylight in my mind
Banks of fog close in
And blind me

Blue above
I see only gray
As I lay gazing upward
Body drifting down
Out of reach

Fresh gale blows
Lazy here with you
Watching fruit tree petals fly
From the greening limbs
Is enough

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six

Poem #51: Inside