November Cold FrontA Poem by rubieNovember
Cold Front
First
snow of the season snuck in
last night and
painted the day as
temperatures
dropped like an
anvil from
an office building rooftop
boots,
ski parka, gloves and hat
ice
scraper scratching windows
defroster
breathing heat and
loosening
sheets of frost to
slide
off my windshield melting
its
way down to wiper blades
winter’s
snide and crooked smile
challenging
my strength and fortitude
as
another year’s end game
begins in
earnest and
darkness
arrives by late afternoon my
personal
thermostat insulted
by
the need for layer upon layer
of
warmies just for the pleasure of
going out to begin
the adventure
of starting
the car and
driving
the tango of tires on icy streets
fear not
being the fun it was
when I was young and
invincible
laughing
down mortality’s abyss
proudly
skating the edges
for
giggles, rushes and grins and
it
might be nice to live
without
winter © 2015 rubieReviews
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2 Reviews Added on November 29, 2015 Last Updated on November 29, 2015 AuthorrubieNJAboutI am a retired high school English teacher from New Jersey where I've lived all my life, except for 4 years when I lived in Philadelphia in the mid 1970s. I enjoy reading the work of other writer.. more..Writing
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