Saturday, December 20, 2014

hoar frost

we drive
we drive highwayroadstreet

to work
to school
to meeting
to shop
to movie
to concert
to church

a means from    to

sometimes
it is the drive though
that makes the trip
when the wonder of the ice crystal
sings a carol on every twig
on every branch
on every tree

new world
white winter miracle
and these bones crack a smile
and want to dance

driven to delight 

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