While Eating Generic Rice Krispies
The snows have come again
and for a brief moment I am
starring at a blank canvas.
The vehicles parked out in
front
covered with a blanket
of powder.
Later,
the children will begin
their lazy trails - erecting
men of ice.
Nibbling on the snacks
that will become
emotion.
Listening to the drop/splash
of a melting orchestra
The couple below us
will push their two
into the cold.
The younger immediately will
join the frolic.
The elder
first-born son
will hug the brick -
watching the melt
of the icicles above.
Till one breaks
and falls
into a pillow down white
Un-shattered he
now owns a
crystal dagger - for a time.
I am not set on the title. And I do still want to play around with this - revise it. But I enjoy some of the images. Please Comment
2 comments:
I love the crystal dagger. Seems there’s a haiku lurking here:
Icicles — one breaks
and falls . . . I own a crystal
dagger for a time.
And I like the “snacks that will become emotion.”
Thank you so much for the comments.
I'm usually not a winter person myself - but the other day it snowed here in Denver and it really was a beautiful sight. Until it started to melt...
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