Anthony Bianco Poet Rhyme

Pink Finesse

A snowstorm is coming. 
A big pink malignant mass on the weather map.
People, panicking, hoarding booze and gas.
I've got my shovel and old northern muscle.
I'm more than up to the task.

My doe-eyed neighbor seems unconcerned.
She's dressed to the sequined max.
Risking life and limb for the lust of her man?
Taillights melting into a snow globe of Tiffany glass.

I do understand her.
I once did the same thing a lifetime ago.
Drove 25 miles in a rust bucket blizzard. 
For the love of adventure and lust.
A pretty little thing waiting for me in her perfumed nest. 
Risking life and limb for her warm pink finesse.
The memory far outliving the wintry blast.

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Sara Kendrick March 30, 2018 at 5:26 PM Thanks for the honor of placing in your contest. I appreciate the honor of being there. I enjoyed reading this work. Creative lines. I can't imagine living where it was that cold and being snowed in so much in winter. Sara

Anisha Dutta March 22, 2018 at 12:50 PM Enjoyed each line Anthony. I live in a town, where there is neither snow fall nor snow storm but I love specific Summer storm in West Bengal, India. A good poem you have written