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
