Photo by Louise Bostock,
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The snow came quickly
Settling itself in
Blanketing the entire world
Turning everything white
It covers the rooftops
It hangs from the trees
Leaving us in darkness
And slowing us all down
Children run gleefully
Throwing the snow
Adults all grumble
They have somewhere to go
~ Jessica
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8 comments:
Sheesh!
Grey city snow.
dogshit.
brown,
frozen,
heaping dogshit
winter.
Sucks.
Downtown,
never sleeps,
kids,
libation liberation,
frozen vomit on the snow.
wet sleet.
Winter.
Dig?
People cozied up indoors
Every furnace has
A fire inside
Crackling with warmth
Enveloping the hearth.
Animal and insect
Nestle in for winter's
Deep sleep.
Queen Mab and her fairy kin
Unveil plans for snow fall.
Ingots of silver and delicate
Eggshell hued flakes
Twitter all around.
Oh why, oh why did God make snow?
I'm sure that I will never know.
But since the mailbox stands out yon,
I'd better put my longjohns on.
On top of a hill
The little house stood
Drenched in white stuff
No sign of the wood
In this little house lived
A witch and an ogre
They concocted strong potions
For the stray wanderer
Along came this shadow
Then a person in sight
The people of the house
Were delighted at his plight
‘Welcome welcome’
With a smirk they said
Here’s some soup and a blanket
By morning he was dead
Fingers numb
Can't type
My usual mastery
Step outside
Into the Blustery
Everything around
Holds flakes
Off the ground
Bent at an angle
To the wind
Put a damper
On the din
The noise
and headache
Heartache
Of going
Of growing
Cold.
The wind howls outside,
Pounding its angry fists.
The cold slashes.
But I am safe inside.
With you.
You hold me close.
And I am on fire.
WINTER
All the trees are dusted
Sugared, crisp and white.
Fence posts look like snow cones;
Candy lane delight!
Dazzling ‘sicles dangle!
Every child’s temptation!
Who of us has never tried
Wonderland’s creations?
Crystal roses on the windows
Sparkling, gleaming, purest joy!
One warm breath; they disappear!
Enchanting every girl and boy!
Forts of snow with ammunition!
How the memories remain!
Lying down to make snow-angels.
Could I live it once again?
Oh, that chisel of the north wind
Carves artistic frozen snow scapes
Razor sharp its curved edges
Cut across the silent lakes.
Cold and hard like diamonds;
Glistening in the brilliant sun!
Winter days! Impressive! Splendid!
But this cold’s no fun.
Karin Ristau (copyright)
The snow came quickly
Settling itself in
Blanketing the entire world
Turning everything white
It covers the rooftops
It hangs from the trees
Leaving us in darkness
And slowing us all down
Children run gleefully
Throwing the snow
Adults all grumble
They have somewhere to go
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