an end to outrunning winter
here we stand knee-deep in white crystals
watched over by silent green-black spruce/fir
there is nowhere else to go
no more major decisions to be made
we’ve crossed the frozen
end of the line
but hopefully someday
there will be
a going back
Words You Won’t Need on Your Tropical Holiday
when the air sweeps
a swell of eucalyptus scent
inside your valise
here are some bon mots
you can leave behind:
crisp
brisk
sleet
snow
blustery
chilled
cozy
frost
blizzard
ice (well, you may want to save this one for cocktails…)
rime
biting
freezing
frozen
drift
icicle
snowman
raw
frigid
hail
cool
sled
sleigh
scarf
mitten
muffler
jumper
overcoat
hot cocoa
hot toddy
fire
snug
trust me –
you’ll have no need to utter
any icy sounds
