Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Howlin' Wind

Walk out the door a skeleton
red bud branches naked
staring me in the face
their iridescent sunniness
a shock against
the Brillo sky so
rudely rubbing me
the wrong way I'm thinking
no singing to myself
Dylan's a hard rain's gonna
fall whipping into snow gloppy
glory luminous and driven


Julie said...

Thanks for visiting me this week. You have some interesting thoughts on your blogs.

JR's Thumbprints said...

"Gloppy" - Now there's a word I haven't seen in a while.

Ralph said...

Is this a Snow Belt lament regarding snow, ice wind and slush?

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