Monday, January 06, 2014

Deep Freeze

The wind
from Michigan 

continues to unravel 

crossing Huron.  Cold 
with frantic snow. 

Light thins, it is
five o’clock. 

The dog needs 

to be walked.  

In my sedentary heart, 

I know that love 

will never last.  It 
appears, like snow.  

Spring is forever imperative.
Without the heat of stars,
there is no universe.

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