Nestle in my dears


Nestle in my dears

Like a buffalo
the profile of the house
faces into the wind pulsing
across the fields
carrying needles of ice
flying like arrows
shot down from castle walls.

The forward windows
are crusted with sleet
giving the view a surreal blur
as if it were an impressionistic painting.

It is February
and winter is not dead
so put away your seed catalogues
and make a cup of hot chocolate
better yet make it gingerbread hot cocoa
with cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, cloves
and a few teaspoonfuls of molasses.

About createthedawn

Dawn’s calling is for her poetry to make our world a positive place. She believes in the power of poetry to process, to focus, to align, and to find our way to happiness and fulfillment. Thus, her pen-name is CreatetheDawn. Follow Dawn's work on this blog and in her books to help fill your world with wit, wisdom, and wonder.
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2 Responses to Nestle in my dears

  1. JasonRDavis says:

    Ah, but no mention of the peppermint mochas… or am I the only one still drinking those now into March?

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