The wind, like a rabid dog,
mauled the tender skin of my face tearing
succulent warmth with carnivorous icy teeth.
Trembling trees with cowardice,
bare to the curves and fractures of their spines,
moaned with sympathy, but, dared not
pull the beast from the feast of my suffering.
I endured the ferocity, the viciousness
of its demented assault; gathered
an arm full of fat lighter and dry logs
to soothe the stinging in my wounded cheeks.
Thank you all for your kind offerings, and continued support with my long absences. Hopefully this will change soon and I can get back to doing what I love best, well, second best anyway.
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16 comments:
"blow blow thou winter wind" eh pat
nice one
always pleased to read your work
here's to a better 2008
cheers
WOOHOO!!
real good to hear from ya!!!!!
We hope so, too, Pat. A happy 2008 to you and yours.
2008
let's make it a good one
without any fear . . .
for a change
Hi Pat,
Just checking in after what feels like a lifetime. I see that you're still on fire, even in the icy wind.
Write on! Good work friend.
Hope you had a wonderful Christmas and here's wishing you the best in 2008.
The wind has not blown out the fire in the garden... Season's Greetings to you, Pat.
Wow, awesome!
If poetry is No. 2 on the list, I'm guessing golf must be No. 1. ;-)
still, your words as powerful as a storm. :)
Well Pat, you've done it again! Another truly rich work. It was worth the wait. I've been checking in. So glad to see you.
Have a great time bringing in the New Year!
Perhaps this is why men grow hair on their faces?
(some men more so than others)
Here's to a warm January...and an early Spring!
wow you capture the season so perfectly!!!
happy happy new year!!
yes, you've been missed, but I'd have to say that the wind doesn't blow that cold down in GA. I'd love to have some of that fat lighter wood to start my fires up here--one of the books I got for Christmas and have read about half of (and enjoying) is "Looking for Longleaf" about the Longleaf Pine forest that extended from the Carolinas and Georgia through the south to Texas--threes that made good lighter wood.
this is a great poem - thanks!
Pat: Wishing you bright stars, sweet dreams, deep laughter, peace in the middle of a snowstorm, and warm sunny mornings sittin' in the sun. Happy New Year! Don
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