Saturday, October 12, 2013

Blowing, Drifting – v3

The snow, blowing, drifting
stinging my face, the swirls
bringing my throw, shovelful,
back at me, boomerang
filling my beard, my scarf
laughing, smiling to myself
of earlier days, long ago
when this would be for fun
a fort or just to toss in the air
watching the snow fall as the wind willed it
the yard now dunes of snow, ridges,
white sand, with waves, furrows
of blowing, drifting powder
the changing beach of my lawn

Edited October 12, 2013
Blowing, Drifting – v3
Edited October 6, 2013
Blowing, Drifting – v2
January 1, 2009
Blowing, Drifting

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