Brush of the Winter Sweep(A Fictional Poem)

Take my hand and you will be lead out of the storm
that currently is engulfing the northeast section of the county
Driven winds,hurricane screams,white-out darkness,mid-december creams
us with 3 inches per hour of the nasty powder fallen down from the Christmas sky
New England is socked in for the next week or so and we're not so sure whether 
the electricity will be out on us for the duration

But I am Here

To lead you away from the sin of last week and yesterday.Just reach out your tiny
but fragile hands so my good strong ones can take you far from the Winter 
blaster to a sunny place of palm trees,California sun,Friendly sun 
worshippers,and more.We will walk through the 1000 mazes that surrounds our 
township this holiday month,my friend.The automobiles,squeaky 
wheels,motorcycle bikes and snow sleds are useless this very night.But,
as I said,sometime before,I AM HERE to lead you away from the harsh no'easter 
that is in front of our door.

The light is from the squall of the night only.It is our only means of travelling 
through the Berkshire screams.Chilly frost,dripping down our cold numbing 
heads and hats,scarfs,that is our only protection from the weather fowl.We will 
make it through the ice,snow-covered streets of clear crystal sheets.The sweep 
of the storm's fury brush is trying to derail us from finding the clear corridor 
toward PARADISE sunlight and the blue sky o'er and beyond.

My name is Isiah and I come to take my friend as well as many of you true 
believers to the promised beauty that HE has shown to me,1 week prior,to the 
predicted "Storm of All Seasons"which has now come to fruition.There is an EXIT 
sign..hanging on a white Line of the most perpetual vine.Trust in me to see you 
through,the World encased in Ice blankets,too.The dawn is around the 
bend.Have patience for just a few more clicks of the time clock that ticks

And after that
The Storm will be
Forever
NO MORE

Copyright © Bart Jonas | Year Posted 2006

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