The Peanut and I are off to shop today. Jiggety jig. For you, two short poems.
When the weather turns white, I write.
Winter is a time for words.
Snowflakes fall, letter by letter,
Piling themselves into thick drafts.
The mind snowed in for another season.
In the Snow Queen's castle,
I rearrange words
in geometrical patterns.
Forever a fingertip away from
The fully realized phrase.
Happy Thursday! ~Alice