William B. Petricko

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Chase a prairie winter
through swirling mounds of snow
while winds unharnessed wail and blow
and eyes peak out through frosty lash
...

Stealthily the muse slips in
on callused cold and wind-torn nights
creative juices mustn't freeze.
...

What a delightful winter
strolling through chatty glassed-in corridors
dangled above frozen lines
stinging daggers
...

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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Is there a shoreline
out there
somewhere in the stretches of eternity
where ripples from this pond of time
...

They're scurrying everywhere
those lexicon laden truckloads
these days
no maps, no rules
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Surely a combination of sounds
awaits
A perfect elixir of words
that will drive away demons
...

Amidst the unfailing parade of I-things
I-thises and I-thats
No eye sees beyond the selfies
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March would be considered kind
To keep things cold
And own its mind.
...

My pool of words
cleverly combined

perhaps
...

What are you waiting for?
Do you suppose a better time
to launch that special twist that shouts
-'Hey, world, I'm here! '?
...

A singing world tried through my window
closed for winter
a sign states
spring is in the air
...

Withholding wordy truth
The greatest act of wisdom
Bids the silence speak.
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To Praise A Prairie Winter

Chase a prairie winter
through swirling mounds of snow
while winds unharnessed wail and blow
and eyes peak out through frosty lash
to joy at thirty five below
a circling sundog's flash.

Ponder prairie winter
midst darkness of the night
while age worn ways are whispered white
and soft descending flakes declare
that earth, to snowy hope's delight
will chart new paths to share.

Sing a prairie winter
as plodding through the deep
young children wakened from their sleep
without the weight of ancient woe
and frozen choices left to reap
make angels in the snow.

Taste a prairie winter
deep in the lungs the fill
of calloused cold, the tingling chill
that favours none yet bears no shame
although perverse its twisted thrill
to nip each nose the same.

Hold a prairie winter
for just a few more days
then just before the river frays
sling one last skate without a care
while folks debate why spring delays
as if that were quite rare.

Praise a prairie winter
just wait until July
when feeling like we're going to die
'cause thirty five contains a plus
it's then that we recall just why
our winters rate no fuss.

(c) 2014

William B. Petricko Comments

Robert Plese 18 December 2014

Perhaps I shall offer review of a man who is worthy of much praise. William is not only a great poet, but also a fantastic musician. He has written countless songs, and is very involved in helping people find their way to a fuller sense of self. Will's writing's have deep meaning, and are often uniquely off tempo to the average persons ear. This is likely why I love his poetry, because it does not adhere to the standard clip clop rhythm that most poets could not do without. Great poetry requires, a unique form, or skilled wording, or descriptive phrasing, or rehearsable prose, and maybe all of the aforementioned. Few seem to have the unique form and I think that a reflection of the audience's capacity to measure with tasteful ears. In this way I am pleased to present William a true Poet.

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