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Lake Effect

by Steven Craig







Looking out the window

The clouds faces are frowning

Something in them wants relief

The cold tunnels work hollows though the trees

Each gust brings closer the moment when

It snows.







Soon, what snow was in the clouds

Belongs to you

Upon your walk and window sill

Frozen to your hair where it breaks the bundle

Holding the frosted handle of a shovel for so long

The storm quietly gathered just behind you

More snow.







Night and day are not the clouds concern

There is earth to cover with white crystals

Catching in the bushes and on the passing cars

Coating the road and icing it comes quicker than the fox

The wind volleys the tree tops, caught snow decends

On your favorite rose bush piled

The victum of the snow.







You curl next to the embered fire

Warmly sipping at the cocca filled cup

Eyes looking out the window at that lonely storm

Blackening out the stars

Berating the grass

Has not touched your tender soul

Blowing reminders that tomorrow

It will snow.





01/01/2012

Posted on 01/01/2012
Copyright © 2019 Steven Craig

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Shannon McEwen on 01/02/12 at 07:05 AM

I really like this Steven - in the first stanza, do you mean hollow instead of hoolows?

Posted by Jody Pratt on 01/02/12 at 05:31 PM

I like how you've given the snow a personality here.

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