Blinding White (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

Blinding White
by Ed Matlack → (All Poetry by Ed Matlack)
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Nature CAN be more violent than man...
THE wind doth whine through the trees, Bringing with it a blizzard of snow, White blindness does accompany this show, Fingers and toes do eventually freeze� COVERED from head to toe, Shielding the self from the wrath of snow, No amount of clothing can alleviate the cold, The face numb, the winter does around you enfold� NO longer does one care, Death would be welcomed, So cold now one does for death prepare, Coming on the heels of life, one is beyond being aware� THE trees just seem to at you laugh, In summer they do shade on your behalf, In winter though they are an enemy, They treat you like a child who is only but half� EVENTUALLY your place of refuge is found, You do now appreciate the baying of your hound, Led from a frozen death by the prolonged sound, One does in his home collapse in a mound� � ed ~ 10/19/05

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on October 19, 2005

A bit ahead of yourself with winter aren't you Ed;-) Rufuz, you'll have to make sure your dad knows what day month and year it is...woof woof;-)no snowballs for you hehehe

Eileen

Reviewed by White Dove left (Reader)

wonderful words..loved this

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

The story suggested by Ed Kostro is a good one, Ed. I enjoyed this chilly offering. Thank you. Love and peace to you.

Regis

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Excellent offering Ed!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Ah ha! I resemble that remark. Relly, it sends me recollections of my time spent in Wyoming when I was in service of Uncle Sam's United States Air Force. Good poem, man.

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Remember that next time you pee against a tree in the summer
for the tree pay back is a bitch
Kool write Ed I enjoyed it much
Thanks for sharing

Peace Brother ......William

PS Great Looking Boat
"thought you were a poor boy"
from the shore ......LOL .....LMAO

Reviewed by Rosemarie Skaine

Shades of weather yet to come in Iowa. R

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

i remember those blizzards, and i would NOT want to be caught out in one! good write, ed!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :)

Reviewed by john zimmerman

need to stop and build a "quinsay"

build a snow pile at least four feet high then burrow in temp out side -40 inside 32 (F. 0 C.)

friend of mine got turned around skiing at moose headed south when he needed to north perfectly clear day too he got lucky and ulimately made it home

good write

john+

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

This reminds me of one of my favorite short stories by Jack London - To Build a Fire. The dog makes it; the man does not. If you've never read it, check it out, Bro - and good poem!