Wind passes at high velocity, snow flakes stick to a cold, frosty ground. Dressed from head
to toe, I'm warm in my attire. Timberland boots, two sweaters (hooded to protect my head),
with an Addidas skully cap. As I walk, the footsteps left behind vanish, covered by the newly
fallen flakes. Above my head I notice the branches in passing, covered, colored powder
white. I blink, my eyes take a printed snap shot into memory.
A thin coat of black ice line the streets, slick, invisible to the human eye. I hear the sounds
from struggling tires, looking to the left I see an SUV fishtailing, brakes failing, then slides
into a guard rail. A stray dog walks slowly, crossing my path, shivering in this blistering cold.
The dog stops at my feet, standing, trying to collect whatever heat leaves my body.
My lips are chapped, fingers are numb,
my feet feel like heavy ice cubes.
to bad I had to walk outside
this One cold Winter
Morning
.........:JP)...........
Sleeping cavalier
Draped in Blenheim silk
Russet red reflecting
Autumn’s fiery cloak
Dozing, snoring softly
Dreaming dog days.
In his mind Orion’s
Hound ignites the sky to
Mark the changing season
Autumn burns the wood
From green to red to gold
Summer’s over.
Playful cavalier
Tracking leaves and berries
Falling to the touch of
Autumn’s sweet enchantment
Barking at the shadows
Chasing moonbeams.
Autumn stains the dawn with
Hazy blue and crimson
Noble cavalier
Stretching, yawning softly
Gently bouncing homeward
Dreaming dog days.