Friday, February 26, 2016

Poem of the Day: “The Snowman’s Child” by Ross Balcom, Frequent Contributor and Poet of the Week

Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present “The Snowman’s Child” by Ross Balcom, a Songs of Eretz Frequent Contributor and this week’s Poet of the Week.  Mr. Balcom’s biography may be found in the “About Our Editor & Frequent Contributors” section.

The Snowman's Child
Ross Balcom

"I've got to get going
or I'll never get gone,"

the snowman said,
and disappeared
into his own goodbye.

*

White is the color
of goodbye.

*

He left us kids
heartbroken, damaged.
He was our special friend,
the magic one.

Our "abandonment issues"
are vaster than winter,
bigger than life.

They call us
the "snowman's children,"

the suicides.

*

Sometimes
in winter, I hear
his footsteps
in the snow outside.
(How I love
his heavy boots.)
When I rush outdoors
to greet him,
he's never there.
Only the smoke
from his pipe
hangs in the air.
Then my knees
give way, and I fall
to the ground,
crying.

*

I'm not afraid
to cry,
and I'm not afraid
to bleed.
I cut myself
to see the blood run.
The heart's river,
that takes me back

to him.

*

We'll see him
again.
We'll see him
when we die.

*

White is the color
of goodbye.
The winter's white,
the snowman's smile.
White is the color
of the void,
where earth and sky
become one. 

*

Naked, I step
into winter.
Time to walk,
time to die.

I've got to get going
or I'll never get gone.

Poet’s Notes:  This was inspired by "Frosty the Snowman." Note the abundance of holiday cheer.  

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