By Andre Peltier

To blow and fall and gather in the storm,
To grow in atmospheric winds of woe,
To celebrate uniqueness in your form
And drift in all the beauty of your blow.
To be a snowflake on December’s breeze,
To see horizons far beyond the sea,
To float in gentle downward mysteries
And rest upon the rooftops but to be.
But spring arrives and turns the drift to dust,
But King will land on Queen May’s thrown to sing,
But boyhood’s royal winter leaves unjust,
And welcomes snowmelt April blooms to spring.
So run and laugh; tomorrow’s fleeting. Know
That autumn brings another blust’ry snow.

Andre F. Peltier (he/him) is a Pushcart and Best of the Net nominated poet and a Lecturer III at Eastern Michigan University where he teaches literature and writing. He lives in Ypsilanti, MI, with his wife and children. His poetry has recently appeared in various publications both online and in print. His debut poetry collection, Poplandia, is available from Alien Buddha. He has three collections forthcoming in 2023, Trouble on the Escarpment from Back Room Books, Petoskey Stones from Finishing Line Press, and Ambassador Bridge: Poems from Alien Buddha Press. In his free time, he obsesses over soccer and comic books.