Pennsylvania Winter
the wind bites,
ripping your face
while the white sun
tries to warm you
snow lays on the
hard ground
ice forms on the
creek beds
hot breath turns
cold, vaporizing
into a cloud
before you
wool socks on
feet, thick hat
on head, fleece
gloves on hands
snow angels, snow
forts, snow balls,
sledding, ice
skating, skiing
wishing for days
off school,
weather report
calls for snow
hot chocolate,
hot soup, hot
embers burning
in the fireplace
’tis a winter
wonderland in
the woods of ol’
Bill Penn
Mojave Winter
the warm sun
shines down on
the desolate
brown landscape
joshua trees
arthritically
point to the
clear blue sky
skin is warm
to the touch,
though a bit
dry and itchy
sandals on feet,
shorts on hips,
t-shirt on body,
sunglasses on face
hiking, mountain
biking, trail
running, back
packing
wishing for days
off school,
watching the
high winds report
cool night sky
filled with as
many stars as
sand grains below
’tis a desert
wonderland in
California’s
high desert
(written 7 January 2001)
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