Not going to get far without being plowed. Drifts up to 20+ inches. Wet, heavy, chunky snow. I'm sure the Eskimos have a special word for it.
Here's a poem I wrote:
Blizzard
swirls and drifts
covers mall lots
halting shoppers slide
into debt
Sunday - sunny blue skies, an aching back, and the promise of no school/work (for teachers) tomorrow.
Stiff by Joanne Faries
Frankenstein boot crunch
breaks silent
snow day
winter's lacy wisps
winter's lacy wisps
tickle lashes
eyes squint as
icicles drip in
winter sun
evergreen leans
branches creak
one step
No snow day in Texas. Throw a snowball for me in PA and DE!
WOW!!! That's a LOT of snow. Great poems too. Nice post.
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