
Retaliation
When frosty winter bites your naked nose, retaliate with fiercely warmer clothes.

When frosty winter bites your naked nose, retaliate with fiercely warmer clothes.

Crystal cold, the winter days –
Creation breathing sighs –
Frosty, barren branches stretching
Into frozen skies –
Steamy fog arising from
A hibernating pond –
Silent white enveloping
The mountain tops beyond.
Temperatures have plummeted
To seventeen below,
Leaving earth invisible
Beneath resplendent snow.