A Poem

The river is noisy these days

Though it's often noisy

There's the echoing whiplash of ice cracking

Waves murmering

The wind's hollow scream

These days it's the wind

That makes such a commotion

On my way home

I walk along the river

And the wind strikes

Hair everywhere
Eyes tighten
Warm clothes feel like the frailest silk
(I should've worn more layers)

I walk on the river

Crossing the floating footbridge

And I shift sideways

The bridge is moving.

Sudden bounces

Like someone bounding from behind

Even the noise

Like footsteps

 

But I'm alone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Walking home these days makes me feel super poetic. Hwacheon is so beautifulf! And when I think I should write something down I remember... oh yeah I haven't written a new blog post in FOREVER.

So sorry about that everyone! Hope to get back to regular posting soon.

 

And before I leave you, It's Day 251!!

 

Bye~

 

GW