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In Snow Dreamt
I dreamt in snow,
one thick sock curled under heel,
sweat skin absorbed inside brown, thermal boot.
A lone child bundled in winter gear
drew the coldest, freshest air, puffed
like a wingless dragon. A small body
rejuvenated by winter, realized a blank sky devoid --
nothing staring down at nothing staring up.
Silence. White drifts cradled a tender body,
play-acting some miniature, mental drama.
Endless, small eyes, sheltered and blinded,
viewed a small sun skittering across the horizon,
lowering in noticeable increments if you dared.
Gray particles crept amid bare, frozen ghosts,
hid beneath heaped eaves, seeped vapid, dry air,
as if unsuspected by a child wanting to know
where colors of autumn were buried, while yearning
her firm yet loving call to action: Dinner!
I dreamt warmth,
heavy garments peeled to the rug, unfrozen,
slogged, seeping into the uneven planks of a paler house.
Joy in winter fluff, merely fantasies remembered --
bone-chilled rejuvenation saturated a growing, red heart,
still throbbing echoes lifelong, and still dreams her call.
1/31/22
24 lines, free verse
celebrating 1969-72, the true wonder winter years, in absentia
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