A Line From Lisa*
by GC SMITH
"Ahhh the dripping"
as winter's snows
trecally receed
drop by drip
by drop
Foul, torturish
grime
blackens
the landscape
while we wait
Figurative
waterboarding
leaves us longing
for spring's
verdant breakthrough
* first line swiped from a Lisa Chilar poem.
The poem was written from snowy Catonsville Maryland not sunny Beaufort SC.
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2 comments:
I dunno, we had wet snow all day yesterday and fierce cold today, nasty face slapping wind, frozen hands (lost my gloves) I'd say winter's hanging on pretty fiercely, round these parts at least.
That's what's wrong with Canada.
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