Post by glenn on Jan 15, 2009 16:17:22 GMT -6
thick cloud drapes over the city
like a cold damp blanket
stretched over a bed of snow
hills tossed here and there
like pillows of grey frost
dyed purple and brown
with shrubs and trees
sidewalks slick with ice
lead to the river’s edge
a frozen sheet of aquamarine
laid bare in the middle
by a thin black stream
where two white swans
paddle steadily
ceaselessly in motion
yet held in one place
the current of cold dark water moving
against their webbed feet
soundless, their heads tucked
down upon their necks
as if they were fast asleep
like a cold damp blanket
stretched over a bed of snow
hills tossed here and there
like pillows of grey frost
dyed purple and brown
with shrubs and trees
sidewalks slick with ice
lead to the river’s edge
a frozen sheet of aquamarine
laid bare in the middle
by a thin black stream
where two white swans
paddle steadily
ceaselessly in motion
yet held in one place
the current of cold dark water moving
against their webbed feet
soundless, their heads tucked
down upon their necks
as if they were fast asleep
