December 29, 2012
Yeah, I know. Awhile since I last posted. Been away at my friends house for Christmas. I've known this guy for 42 years been away from him for about 27 years. But we friends from the Marine Corps. Spent a lot of time growing up together. Could say he's my best friend... along with Nate Perez. They are the only two people I knew well who didn't give up on me. But enough of that... Here's an older poem that I've rewritten now... three or four times. I revised for a picture I took the other day... the first snow of December. Working on a new poem to start the New Year off. Plan to start writing "seriously" on the 1st. Anyway, here's the old poem:
The Ice Age
A thick frost accumulating ‘round my polar spirit;
I can hear it snoring quietly beneath the snow;
so restlessly, impatiently it dreams beneath the snow.
A chilly thought it is; a bitter storm of thought that
snakes
its way between the quilts piled up about my heart... they
keep my hopes alive. My breath is but a shallow wish
that the sun will
peel away the winter festering on my skin,
replace the numbness of my fingers, feet, my expectations
with a spring or summer like warmth sweet with sweat,
a day when ice and age no longer matter. Yes, oh, yes,
another time another place where time… no longer matters.
rrw 2-7-11 (rewrites o6-15-12) (12-28-12)
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