Barbara Writes

Feb 16, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Late Night Writing (Snow Blast Blankets The South)

Snow Blast of 2010

It's late night
Screaming kids
Throwing snowballs at the moon

Children screams ring loud in the darkness
Pass the trees covered in white

Snowflakes are falling

Snowflakes are falling
Not yet sticking to the ground
Windblown flurries
Settle on my Chevy

Snowflakes wet
Unfrozen ice
Melts on the dirt
Beneath my black Aveo

I’m feeling ragged

I only ask the pain to stop
To find another soul
To take away the grief
Ripping me apart

My thoughts are not much

My thoughts are not much
Lingering in my mind
I'm wishing they would leave
To trash another dreamer

I know not what to think, because
My thoughts are not so nice

Why am I writing these poems?

Because it is late
I’m tired
My eyes ache
My ears hurt
My gums pulsate
My life is critical and hard to deal with
Now I’m ready to run away from it all

And the water under the Golden Gate Bridge looks refreshing

— Barbara Writes, Feb 16, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Billy Collins, Shakespeare, , Emily Dickinson, , , Whitman, Jess Tapper

Critiques

orgami

16 years 3 months ago

recipes of the soul

I just came from commenting on your comments from 2008 when you correctly commented on my missing theme but wrote my detailings was very good here I see detailing and the hints of theme pain and longing "look refreshing" to step outside oneself that is hope the sustaining thing I come here reading ever never knowing what i may find what others have said on works minus themes or otherwise I like your heading capitalization I think of my works without and think of how they would look with like yours here how it changes things in interpreting like the human voice in inflection how we speak some of us with hands I also am learning to find peace inside I must there are so many I do have responsibilities I hear how you feel Barbara sometimes we want to rest when we are in the middle of it I enjoy your comments and poetry so much for its humaness Thank You

Barbara Writes

16 years 3 months ago

Recipe for the soul

I always look forward to your comment. I love the title recipe for the soul because it gives the idea of healing in the soul. Sometimes the road is so hard its like walking through a storm blast that's hard to see. Writing is like that light that helps me through the rough times without getting wrecked only the roadside Like the letting up of the rain, hail, and thunder friends like you are refreshing I am glad you like the poem. I can't remember exactly what poem of yours I commented on, but I am glad you appreciated the comment. ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Mark

16 years 3 months ago

Me too

Everything Orgami said I ditto ! Nothing like a good swim with a few swan dives off a cliff to shake it. Thanks as well, Mark "some are born to sweet delight, some are born to endless night"

Barbara Writes

16 years 3 months ago

Diving off the cliff with swans

Interesting way to relieve stress. Thanks for commenting and reading. ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Nordic cloud

16 years 3 months ago

I don't completely know why

Ann of Norway "Pass the tress covered in white" trEEs? I don't completely know why but this had something outside itself that appealed very much to me, I can't quite explain it, I like it Barbara very much, so everyday in feeling, immediate and felt, such wonderful contrasts with children screaming at the moon and throwing snowballs- the snow flakes silently falling on the cars- the pain in your head- wishing your dreamed thoughts in the pain to leave you for someone else- all very fascinating in their innate simplicity. So I give it five stars With my love too and hope that the pain and frustration subsides with your writing. Ann.

Barbara Writes

16 years 3 months ago

Ann

Thanks for noticing the misspelled word. I didn't notice it. I am glad you like that line. I like the uniqueness of it. thanks for reading and commenting as always. ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Barbara

I am speachless very powerful writes all of them brilliant and bravo ~! love and hugs Jayne-Chloe

Barbara Writes

16 years 3 months ago

Jayne

glad you like it thanks for reading and commenting. ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

arja

16 years 3 months ago

Hi Barbara, we don’t

Hi Barbara, we don't experience snow here in the Philippines, but i love reading this poem..wonderful! ...may i just suggest this: L2:"It late night" TRY: "It's late night" overall, i love love love your poem! :)

Barbara Writes

16 years 3 months ago

Alone97

thanks i appreciate your comment and glad you enjoy. writing poetry is about sharing your experiences in writing with others. thanks for the suggestion. I have corrected the typo ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Patricia_legacy

16 years 3 months ago

The water under the

The water under the Golden Gate Bridge looks refreshing or the waters under the Golden Gate Bridge look refreshing. Just a suggestion but I really LOVED this poem. Strong ending. Pat

Barbara Writes

16 years 3 months ago

Pat

thanks for the suggestions. I see I still need work on my grammar. *S* I have made the changes. Glad you like it. it was a fun to see the snow after ten years and as much fun writing about it. Its snowing again to night. I'll see what it's like tomorrow. it may have stop by then. ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

tatianamarie14

16 years 3 months ago

Great

I thought this was a wonderful poem to read, even though we don't get snow from where I am; I feel like it's snowing. I look forward to your next poem.

Barbara Writes

16 years 3 months ago

tatianamarie14

Welcome to Neopoet, We haven't meet yet, thanks for reading my poem. glad you could experience the snow through my poetry. It's oneof the reasons I write to bring to others the joys I write about. It started snowing last night for a few hours and I wrote a poem about it also. I see you have written 3 poems. I'm looking forward to reading them. ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

magics02

16 years 3 months ago

Barbara this is wonderful

Hello havent visited you in a while and glad I did today, this is just beautifully crafted and worded you are a gem of a writer and I will be back to visit more often as I can. Stay warm spring will soon be here. love magics02 xoxooxo Learn to live, learn to forgive. Life is too short.

Barbara Writes

16 years 3 months ago

Magics02

thanks for visiting and giving your fine comment. Yes i am looking forward to spring and its many colors. I get absorbed the colors and the beauty mother nature bring us in the springtime. ~~~~~~~~~ If you don't like it, can't talk about it, then write about it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Mark

16 years 3 months ago

re-visit

mmm - that's it ! Mark You are the leaf, I am the tree. Cling onto me, I'll grow into you. http://www.neopoet.com/node/36042