Snow Globe
The world spins;
snow falls.
Lungs flush,
steam puff,
odorless, dry.
No birds sing,
shake wings
in the low sky.
A distant plow
beeps back
red glow.
The world spins,
snow falls:
stasis.
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Heccateisis's Blog 
March 29, 2015 at 4:19 pm
Brrrr…sounds cold and beautiful.
March 29, 2015 at 6:34 pm
Crazy cold and snow this New England winter! But it’s melting in mud….. summer is coming!!!