The brittle crack of frost on pane
followed the rain, as winter bit and lit
the edge of leaf and hedge with quicksilver white.
As the night supercooled and pooled the lamplight
with halos effervescent, like incandescent lollipops,
atop streetlights of grey, receding lines.
And mist thickened to fog whilst work weary folk
slog through commuter throng on the long
journey through suburbia's blur to bedsit or flat,
or house somewhere.
Shoulders bent against the eve, they weave their
weary way at end of day.
Bleeding out the city and pretty girls habituate bars
or spill into cars and text momma's to expect them late.
Yet others wait at bus stop and underground,
where rumbling sound heralds their arrival,
all vying for survival in this great melting pot of humanity,
their sanity questioned, their reasoning profound
in their undying quest for the British pound.
With head resembling a p-e-n-i-s
This mutant has its own genus
Just how it evolved
Has not yet been solved
But it’s named T-rumpus meanus
Author’s note: This monster is suitable for study and might be kept in a secure supercooled freezer. If it ever were released on civilization, the effect would be like that of smallpox. (The software removes certain words so dashes were required).
Precipitation crystalline
Water ice, snow defined
From the clouds
It drifts slowly down
To whiten natures
Awesome grounds
Light coverings
Drifts so high
Natures magic
From her heavenly skies
No two flakes, are at all the same
An amazing claim in natures vein
Even twins have a difference in them
But snowflakes are the pure ice gem
Supercooled droplets
Rain down on us
Glee-full children stop their fuss
Mummy, daddy let us play
Remember you too were kids, they say
Picture postcard
Christmas card wish
The delight of a snowfall
One of natures bliss