Post by AquarianM on Oct 7, 2009 at 1:26am
Cold And Howling...
It goes right through you,
Like chill fingers tattering your jacket,
Reminds you to get that broken sweat-jacket zipper fixed in a hurry,
Forces your gloves out of pockets,
Whirls litter thirty stories high and more,
Announces Autumn and screams of Winter coming,
Bringing the first full-blown shiver of the season full upon you,
Merciless and fearsome.
A 45-mile-an-hour wind whipping through downtown Chicago,
Forty-nine degrees static,
Pitch dark,
Cold and howling.
I'm begging for a warm fire and hot chocolate,
Wondering at the "Summer" we had this year,
A weak thing barely here and quickly passed.
I've never seen a dark early-October night be so obviously blue.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 10/07/2009
It goes right through you,
Like chill fingers tattering your jacket,
Reminds you to get that broken sweat-jacket zipper fixed in a hurry,
Forces your gloves out of pockets,
Whirls litter thirty stories high and more,
Announces Autumn and screams of Winter coming,
Bringing the first full-blown shiver of the season full upon you,
Merciless and fearsome.
A 45-mile-an-hour wind whipping through downtown Chicago,
Forty-nine degrees static,
Pitch dark,
Cold and howling.
I'm begging for a warm fire and hot chocolate,
Wondering at the "Summer" we had this year,
A weak thing barely here and quickly passed.
I've never seen a dark early-October night be so obviously blue.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 10/07/2009