We’ve Seen Enough

Generally, I enjoy a good snow, I enjoy eath’s February complexion, but, today, even I look to to the promise of spring. And yes, it snowed again last night. Looking out the window, sipping my coffee, I began to write.

February 22, 2015

We’ve seen enough
of the snow that burdens
the thin limbs, each branch
coated with a white,
white as bone,
so the trees skulk
like skeletons in the yards,
behind the houses,
twisted arms and fingers
choking, choking.

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Plot of Earth.”