Winter approaches
in thousand-foot increments
heralded by mountain-measuring
weathermen
Snow above ten thousand feet
flounces across peaks
frothy skirts from a period drama
Snow down to eight thousand feet
sends chills trickling down foothills
whispering across sandal-clad toes
athletes stand askew, weather eye
on peaks -- anticipating
fall’s icy end while
the squeals of sprinkler-dashing children
tangle in still-green
leaves whose veins run red
At six thousand feet
closets are turned inside-
out come jackets and hats
gloves scatter across the floor
like sidewalk leaves
in preparation for
the next
great
step
I don't tell you often enough how much I enjoy your writing. Today seemed like a good day to do so! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! I'm just glad to know you're reading it.
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