Bucks County Pa Winter Ar Cabin Run Creek

BUCKS COUNTY WINTER AT CABIN RUN CREEK Icicles fall from rocks in silent rage and turn the creek below to icy stone all frozen white as winter sets the stage, for playing out to God and you alone; the lack of sound's apparent to the ear and life is frozen from activity, if you should snap your fingers, you would hear it echoing from everything you see; in black and white, the world brings on a spell that makes the mind go blank from bitter cold yet there is beauty here, no words can tell, a seperation of the young and old. The black and white is blinding to the eye and you can see your breath that's drifting by. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet