And Everything Else

There Is No Snow

This ski junkie
snow bunny
mountain babe
needs her shot of white.
My ski jacket
is gathering dust.

I dream of
thermals
skis
heavy boots
my hands wrapped around a paper cup with hot cocoa.
I breathe in clouds.

The mountains sleep
their eternal sleep.
Motionless waves,
plateaued giants.
Nothing affects them,
they are as they have always been.

Though the cold nights
tell of winter,
there is no snow.

no snow

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8 thoughts on “There Is No Snow

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  4. In other words, the European winter of 2014. I know the feeling, though I couldn’t describe it as beautiful as you just did. x

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