I should think of some big blow-out poetry fest to end the month, but sadly, I haven't even posted for a few days. Busy! So, since I have nothing else I can come up with quickly, let's have a throw-back to winter. Here goes:
Sled Ride
On a second-hand sled,
we speed over snowcapped mountains
soaring into snowfall.
We shout
the dips and turns,
this way and that
on our winter roller coaster.
Touching down in one
powdery poof,
a snow pile explodes
around us.
We climb off,
wet, laughing,
grinning with cold teeth.
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