BLIZZARD

Flake. Flaked.
Float.
Followed by another,
whimpering cascade.
Skies turned to chalk.
Melt. Melting.
Slush.
Slippery beneath my shoes.
Sleet. Sheet.

Barometer falling.
Temperature plunging
hard drizzle pelt,
frigid caramel stick
biting into apple cheeks.

Sweaty brow,
matted hair,
drippy scarf,
tired feet.

Cold. Crackling.
Wind gusts.
Heavy shovel.
Silly, soggy, sullen.

Dig. Dug.
Down to the pavement.
Blow. Blown.
Blast.
Ah, hell,
has frozen over!
Tick. Tick.
Toc.
Time to fetch,
another cup of cocoa.

@Nick Zegarac 2006 (all rights reserved).