Snapshots of Life

Today I am feeling poetic and nostalgic. Today is a day for poetry. Here's one of the poems I wrote for a novel I am currently writing.

SNAPSHOTS

My life, a string of snapshots…

Memories of yesterday;

Stills of what I’m feeling now,

And future dreams still far away.

My life’s a picture of unrest

With bouts of pounding rain

And times of calm and peaceful bliss,

And moments of endless pain.

Temporary solitaire,

Loving, hoping if I dare.

A snapshot of the coming fall

Through clouded sky “My love,” I call.

My heart beats still against the wind;

My soul cries out; when will it end?

The rain falls hard upon my skin,

A snapshot of the coming spring;

The promise of life renewed again,

And Beauty glowing like a gem.

The winter brings the breath of death;

The summer stings with heat;

But the fall cools down my silent breath,

And spring brings life so sweet;

It’s all a picture – painted clean,

No more a shattered dream;

Snapshots of a peaceful life,

And promises redeemed…