Thursday, November 7, 2013

The Gale of November

Past boarded up windows of boat houses
With hoarded up crumbs for the lone mouses

Avoiding the thugs with unleashed dogs

Anointing the rugs of unleafed logs

Where everlasting summer got up to go

Balanced against wind a day before the snow

At lakes edge where ducks and geese balk

Biding time to take the first ice walk



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