Saturday, February 11, 2023



Snow skitters across the ground
driven by tyrannical wind
whipping up a ground blizzard

Those light fluffy thoughts
not rooted, looking for a fence
to drift against

Forming a cornice at the peak
of rigid stories
waiting for that stop

That avalanche that crashes
tumbling through the roof
until the mind calms and hope digs out

21-345A (c) highplainspoet

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