Sunday, February 14, 2010

White Out on Highway 30

Twisting curls of snow
Dance, roll, flow across the road.
Exquisite, deadly.

Will-o'-the-wisp glows
Headlights emerge from the snow
Like ghosts in the white.

Highway closed both ways.
Stranded travelers smile, shrug.
Gas station refuge.

1 comment:

Jeannette said...