January Days

Days linger

snow

frosty air

hangs

crisp cold

January breath

holds you

in it's grasp.

You dream

warm sunshine

calm breezes

oceans shore,

awakening

just in time

the snow plow

roars past

on a mission.

You resume

talking

to the heater,

"come on, come on"

your breath

inside fogging

the windshield.

Icicles

hanging crystals

on every other

house.

Pedestrians

scurry along

narrow pathways

bundles of multicolored

bodies bobbing

in a snow white

hinterland

destinations

unknown.

An almost

too warm home

awaits you

radiators

belching

constant heat

the tropics

you get to enjoy

momentarily,

before stepping out

again into

January days.

L.

(photo of barn, mine)