Ashen snowflakes falling
The grey (how it) surrounds me
And all is silent

How the quiet envelopes my being
Shrouded thoughts get lost within it
Constantly muddled and false thinking

Toying with a fragile soul
All on my own

kate-4

Fallen Thoughts

Jun 5, 2026

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removed.--5775

Wow- I never thought of snowflakes as ashen, but when I think on it, yes, they do appear grey, like the skies they fall from.  Your wonderful poem weaves a new perspective on the gentle falling snow.