Seclusion

Snowfall came early with hushed ferocity whilst

indwelling levels of ‘comprehensive quiet me’ perched on a window

ledge convinced I could read even as the

enormity of furious fluff brought life to soundless standstill and

'noped' priorities six months in the making to voiceless void

covered in monumental white mute without even trying

easy lesson reminders that serenity seeks precious moments to snuggle our souls

I am very appreciative that you read this poem! I put a great deal of effort and time into it, so that means so much to me. You are more than welcome to read more of my work below.