Frantically attacking the dark she was
Trying to find one patch of sunshine
Desperate she was a pale grey once
Yellow jaundice like & before that blotchy
Veiny red large with superfluous flesh.
Desperate as the house that
Lost its heat in old man's winter grasp
Being relentlessly karmic as she lost
Her mind in deviant malicious trouble
And the only thread of logic left was
mystrawhat.com's straw-hat & snowed_
in & that
Village snow-globe, sunshine, heat = fire
written March 27 2014 by
John Alan Conte Jr poet / marketer
Percolating poem ever since last week when WTAE morn weather guy said these 2 dichotic words together to describe the day
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