Shoveling Out
01/01/08 08:28 AM | Up Chucks
First Impressions on the first impression. Chuck Pace © 2008
Snow is snowing. Blow is blowing. Sharp cold, white gnats of frozen sting are darting sideways in an air far from arid. The ground, warmer than its blanket remains wet, and seeps up moisture in the foot prints of the heavier of the two of us as we do our rounds of relief. Charlie, my canine companion acts immune to the cold as he douses each clump of hibernating flora with golden elixir. The cold, itself immune to my barriers of clothings, seeks and finds entry points and caresses goose flesh hillocks with flagless hair masts declaring loyalty to no king or country.
We are back inside after the familiar territories are reclaimed, boundaries and markers re-established and a new mound of "earth" rises waiting for the air to cool it, the snow to hide it. Charlie has done his duty to his Master, King and country and awaits with tap-shoe toe nails making cadence on linoleum as I retrieve his reward. "Kneel Sir Canight and take this morsel as a token of your Kings appreciation for your fealty, supplication, and service to the realm of the Trellis-Arbor."
First Impression then.
This time-space marker "2008" is cold and bitter. Still I welcome it as a change from the previous solar rotation and its rewards and challenges. It can not but be better. I await new challenges and surprises.
New day, First Day
Bluss then bluster
Blow away the bitter
Soften the ships, hard.
Bring days of memory
Renew Reshape
Revive
Sting your passionless poisonless sting
Micro moisture missiles
Awaken the sense
Along with the senses
Give me days that give
Not more to just make through
Renew Reshape
Rescue
-Chuck Pace © 2008
I am shoveling out of 2007 regardless of what the weather is or brings.
Chuck Pace©2008
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