there came an unexpected loss which melted into blue regret
after the last smooth wave of orange autumn settled into
the anticipation of a great white blinding snowfall
at a time when everything was strangely falling away.
after thoughts of what might have been and blurry pages were turned
this death carved deep melancholy into my new grey days
and I walked a little slower under cloudy skies and icy streets
and tried to see new possibilities through a hazy window
that has been my unchanging view since forever.
© Marjorie J. Levine 2023
