From the bedroom window this morning

A vision comes with an impact dawning

For all around as far as the eye can see

Is a white blanket of snow ... a few trees



And further down the hill ... the aqua eye

A vast pool of blue-green, edging the sky

The only part of the flat landscape not white

Just a cool and murky stillness - quite a sight



Rising up out of the vast virgin-like cream layer

An angry eye ... striking a quite certain terror ...

For the cold which created the thick powder ...

Has not yet iced the lake ... so it's corn chowder



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

9:43am Christmas Eve, 1998