Wait and See

Gloves off,

wind,

in a jarring flash,

stealing all

of life’s blood heat.

I run inside,

seeds delivered.

 

Icicles,

in direct hit formation,

hanging from the eaves,

of entrances,

and exits,

in threatening repose.

 

And yet,

we defy all warnings.

Falling on ice.

Breaking roof rakes.

Sliding off roads.

 

I say:

stay in.

Not in surrender.

In respect.

Doing what is being

asked of us:

Hunkering down.

Getting close.

Staying in.

Watching

through windows,

in respectful awe.

 

Winter’s grip,

will loosen soon.

 

Wait.

And,

see.

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