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Below zero. The morn’s frigid, ice everywhere.
Jack Frost has been at it – his art our despair.
Lacy ice tracings bring us to our knees
Engines struggle to turn over when it’s -15 degrees
Below zero.

High noon. Bright sunshine warmth becomes recompense.
Strong brilliant rays deliver defense.
Icy powers of Jack Frost let go, soon melt away.
No matter how sparkly his art holds no sway at
High noon.

Posted in Seasons, Winter

Tags: Ballad, Poetry, Writing 201:Poetry

2 responses to “Writing 201: Poetry – Ballad -Wintry Duel”

1. Susan Rowland says:

   February 24, 2015 at 8:53 pm

   Oooh I can feel it. “Lacy ice tracings….” yes!

   Reply
   • vivachange77 says:

     February 24, 2015 at 9:59 pm

     Thanks, again. This poetry writing every day is stretching me.

     Reply

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