I awoke this morning
to a comforter of snow
skittering
across the frozen terra.
Gray skies pregnant
with frozen drips of confused water.
Wind whipping
through a frosted carnival.
Snow flakes playing bumper cars
outside my window.
Far off mirthful screams
wind beating at the glass.
Spring thaw forgotten again!
dlt © Feb. 21 2005
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