Subject: A Crackling in the Trees
From: Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com)
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Date: Sun Jan 3, 1999 at 12:36PM

A crackling sounds in the trees

From the weight of a rain-freeze
Icicles drip from branches bare
Not much fun to be in, out there

But to look at, from the warmth inside
Evokes an aura quite undenied ...
And the barren grey sky over it all
Creates a backdrop that is really cool

But not so much fun is ice tapping ...
Upon glass window-panes, now slapping
Drumming out a beat with its timbre
In tones not making one feel limber

In fact, under these kinds of conditions
Cracks come from two different directions
Outside, from the ice glazing the trees
And inside, from the bones in one's knees

- Tristram

Christopher W. Thomas
12:25pm Sun. Jan. 3rd, 1999