WHAT MAY BEFALLA Poem by Betty HermeleeDisasterWHAT MAY BEFALL
Pearl clumps of snow drape the house Mask windows, doors Power out Frigid darkness envelops the once luminous, cozy home Fireplace burns endless sums of logs Panic reaches to the blurry sky Hearts beats to a rapper thump A musical crescendo A poet’s denouement
The pair huddle near fusion of orange yellow blue flames At first crackling, sparks, lingeringly Wither into gray ash Smother in sweaters, jackets, hats, mittens A topping of furry blankets console them Firewood becomes scant They ponder burning dining room table For increased wood Alas, too precious to trash
Inept to discern neighbor’s house They must dig tunnel for survival Snow blinds them, eyelids crust Neighbor desperate to reach them They both toil, sweat in their labors To stretch the distance To a requisite rescue Howling winds they hearken Debility shrouds them Until they vanish from sight
Days after, the snowdrift dissipates Four frozen bodies lay in the sun’s radiance
© 2021 Betty HermeleeAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on November 13, 2021 Last Updated on November 14, 2021 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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