Patterns On A Misty Window - Poem

I've often wrote about how poetry can allow me to write about the simplest things and give a new meaning to the concepts and ideas that come about from the experiences, thoughts and discussions of daily life. I always enjoy taking an idea that sounds intriguing and original and putting something creative and unique together with it.

This poem titled "Patterns On A Misty Window" is one of the poems which I would place in this category. It tells a story about a young man, watching a storm from his bedroom window and being so deeply engrossed in following the path of the raindrops as they silently slide down from the glass panel, to the ground, that he does not realize what he is doing, which is creating a pattern, a design, from the steam of the heat which has built up on placed itself on the window and become cold.

I hope you enjoy the poem!

Yitzy Schweitzer

Patterns On A Misty Window - Poem

I wake up one morning
To the sound of storm and rain
I open up my eyes
And peek through the shades

I see the gray clouds
I see the diamonds, the rain, as they fall
I want to take a closer look
So I move towards the center of my window

Minutes go by
The silent tik-tok sounds a thousand times
But I am oblivious to that
I am watching this storm, I hope you don’t mind

Suddenly I notice
Patterns on my window
I stare back at this creation
I study it, where did it come from?
I don’t know

I realize pretty quickly
That this pattern is the work of my own hand
I was so focused on this storm
To design this pattern… Well that was not planned

But this pattern stares at me
Speaking of many lines, edges and shapes
As I study it, it dawns on me
This pattern looks really great

It captures a fragment of moment in time
It is a simple moment, but this pattern elevates it’s simplicity
I follow the pattern once more
A piece of art.