Icy Days
It took a half hour
To scrape the ice from windows
The heater running, trying it's best
To defrost the windshield.
It took twenty minutes
To dissipate the chill
Enough to breathe inside
The car without seeing our breath.
Everything dripping with
Icicles, coated in a
Frozen dream, to brave
Out on the city streets.
After she left, I had cocoa
Extra marshmallows.
Worrying about the slick
Roads and her well-being.
A good day to stay
Wrapped in a fuzzy robe
Complete with bunny slippers
Watching "Reservoir Dogs".
Enjoying the caramel
Vapors rising like steam
Like my breath outside
In the winter-bound town.
Trapped inside in winter
The same in summer too.
Lovely only the nighttime moon
The year round comfort of stars.
Surrounded by the smell
Of old books on the shelf
That distinctive allure
They pull me in, masters of old.
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