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

4 comments:

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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