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.


  1. This is why I love living in South Texas! We don't get blizzards! Heck, we rarely get flurries.

    I like the concept of the snow falling in a fury... fury connotes hot rage but the snow is freezing cold. Nicely written!

  2. Thank you for the kind words. I used to live in South Texas myself...definitely no blizzards there!

  3. As sad as it is, I do love blizzards. I love the pictures;)

  4. Snow does come that fast and with such fury.

  5. That is a perfect description: pure fury. I am always amazed by nature and its wrath.

  6. Great imagery! I love the last line - snowmen as your goal. There is always something good that comes out of trials!

  7. Most winters, I wish it snowed here in my small town. But I don't know if I could survive a blizzard.

    Beautiful photos. :)

  8. Ugh I detest snow! All these great poems are just making me dread it more! Haha! nice job!

  9. Great job! I love winter until about February, and then I'm done! ~Dawn


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