Thursday, December 8, 2011
Writer's Workshop: Flakes of Wrath
Flakes of Wrath hit hard.
A blizzard predicted perfectly.
Stuck at work with panicked students.
Spanish phone calls to frightened parents.
Cars stalled, slipping, stuck.
Digging mounds of pure white, an attempt to remove all evidence.
Headline reads: Hubby hero saves teens;
He helps them push bus out of a huge snow drift.
After snow chains applied to tires,
freedom to move occurs slowly, slippery.
An abandoned car sits outside my home.
Lonely, frozen in time.
Furious flakes accumulate and threaten to bury it.
Knee deep with snowmen as my goal, I wait patiently for the end of the pure fury.