Snowfall by Brandon Douglass

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January 17, 2016 by northerncardinalreview

out the window    slick
pure white  marrow
blankets
like angels ash    falls   coming down

child's  play, wild-eyed
pratfalls        a pack
                      of crazed eight year olds

ice skating     limp ankle ballerinas

        scoot,     stand,     thump again

miniature butts
black 'n' blue!

the doe softly bides,
her
            heavy
breath
            steams

nostrils flair     a restful
pose
almost like hoofed statue

until distant voices
make haste her exit

kids will be kids,

skittish doe will  
   be getting gone now.  

—

Brandon J. Douglass has had his work published in DeCanto Magazine and The Artistic Muse. He currently resides in a small countryside town, twenty miles outside Cleveland, Ohio.

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