Phyllis Babcock Poet Free verse

Stormy Day

In  windswept prairies winter 
  snow comes plummeting down
Its freezing bite stings the cheeks
While eyes can hardly open
 Stinging crystals make you blind
 wind whirls and twirls these pebbles
Whipping them with great speed
 hands turn blue in minutes
while you forget to breathe
bitter cold bites the bones 
while your slowly turn to stone
 snow piles become white dunes
all will become impassable soon
Blocking all within its path
North wind blows his fury
Blowing out his wrath

1/10/13

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Debbie Duncan April 6, 2013 at 11:26 PM awesome write phyllis,,,, I know these winters well here in sacramento, and I lived in Astoria Oregon for two years , thank you for reading Shadows ;}

Betty Bolden February 11, 2013 at 4:18 AM wonderful

Lucilla Carrillo January 17, 2013 at 4:06 PM Stormy day, isa good poem. It brings back memories. I lived in the windy city for 38 years. I went through all kinds of storms. Now I live in Texas. where do you live? Thanks for sharing this poem and also for reading ( A Man Stood ). Lucilla

Anne-Lise Andresen January 16, 2013 at 11:17 AM Here on the west coast of Norway, I know very well to this cold, biting wind. - A well written poem Phyllis. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

Jack Horne January 13, 2013 at 3:16 PM wow, awesome write - I'm shivering just reading it, lol

Andrea Dietrich January 11, 2013 at 1:36 PM phyllis, I see you have yet another nature poem. I think this is your forte. YOu always describe the natural world so well. be it stormy, rainy or sunny, you are in tune with it and make it very visual in your poetry. Glad to see these two new posts today.