William B. Petricko Poems

Chase a prairie winter
through swirling mounds of snow
while winds unharnessed wail and blow
and eyes peak out through frosty lash
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Stealthily the muse slips in
on callused cold and wind-torn nights
creative juices mustn't freeze.
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What a delightful winter
strolling through chatty glassed-in corridors
dangled above frozen lines
stinging daggers
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Portage and Main
Will freeze the brain
In sixty seconds so they say
But dare to try
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Hail No complaint saint.
O ever enduring soul
bundled up for business
no polar vortex vexing
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He never knew it was a cage
Until an unintended glance
Revealed a gate left open wide
And dared his fear to take a chance.
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I felt it coming on
Like some obsessive spell

First dribbles
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Eye that can not hear
Ear that can not see
Heart that will not think
Mind that will not feel
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Buttery fingers tingling with dawn
Tease expectant lilac bows
from earnest green wrapping
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