driving in to work today was sort of like being delirious. i’m not the biggest fan of winter, cold weather, or freezing my toes and/or nipples off. i’m a Southern California kind of girl, and still think of winter as something rainy and foggy, with an added inconvenience of sweatshirts and actually having to wear socks for a change.
last night was the first snow of the year, and it DUMPED on us. (pictures coming later this evening) we must have gotten six inches or so, and despite the reality of this snow coming with COLD, it was quite beautiful this morning.
the trees lining the road were all dripping with white, little leaves or berries poking their heads out of the mush. familiar, mundane streets sparkled in the sun covered in a dusting of diamonds. and the Michigan sky – usually a flat blanket of grey overcast – was a bright cheery blue, making me forget that winter is evil, and almost convincing me that this season has some value and merit.
of course, we’ll see how i feel in february…
but for now, it’s beautiful.
getting ready for my demise
she eats the apple and sets the trap
and watches through wicked eyes
her left hand fills my easter basket
her right hand digs my grave
with crooked smile and tender touch
she makes me her little slave
she looks in the mirror to set her hair
she needs to look just so
with hood pulled over a vacant face
she marches me through the snow
and as the hours whittle away
the birds call me outside
showing me where to run and fly
helping me now, to hide
but the altar’s ready and the time is near
and i lay my neck on the stone
a little poppet that’s all used up
a dolly that can never go home.