Good morning, everybody! Another wonderful day filled with cold. Good luck to everyone–I hope no one loses power today. I have another little poem today that’s in the spirit of an icy snow day.
Ice man
these fallen timbers
sum of somber shivers
it is very cold out today
almost makes you want to wish the snow away
silent snow, nothing to say
these cobbled stones
amid avian tones
clocktower. clocktowers. in the distance
ticking. tocking. across the expanse
something, somewhere has put you in a trance
how frigid the sights
how tasteful the noise
something in the rearview bites
acting with spectral poise
hungry for more
but oh so sore
play that fiddle boy
but careful now, that’s no toy
you best hope to bring me joy
Poems by Sam 