Snowflake

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oneiria
oneiria
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For once we can just sit here,
sipping margaritas
on Hudson Beach,

just looking out
at the midnight sun
sparkling on the crests

of each wave in the Arctic sea.
A polar bear snout
pokes out of the cool lodgepole pines,

sniffing our seal-like scent.
Just like the last three,
it won't attack,

its milieu being ice,
rather than these warm sands.
But then again, who knew

they would like
coconuts and grapefruit
so much? They say things are

changing, that the last snowflake
fell somewhere in Antarctica last July,
a tiny hexagonal crystal

robbed of its lethal powers.
It won't be missed.
Not in a paradise like this.

oneiria
oneiria
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GuiltyPleasureGuiltyPleasureabout 13 years ago
Unpredictable......

........weather taken to extremes, a sign of the times. Let's hope polar bears don't have to like coconuts.

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