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COMFORT FROM THE BLIZZARD

Poetry By: ShannonPrusak
Poetry


Poem I wrote as a College exercise.


Submitted:Sep 18, 2012    Reads: 11    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


COMFORT FROM THE BLIZZARD

Looking out my hotel window in Vermont at dusk.

The sky royal blue,

Snow blankets the streets,

Icicles dangling off of the garden statue,

I shiver and curl up on the couch

Next to the fireplace.

The smell of homemade brownies make me salivate.

My boyfriend takes them out of the oven.

I look at the shit brown blobs on the tray.

They need to cool down he says.

I stare at them like a bull's-eye,

They stare back at me deftly.

I pick one up and shove it in my mouth.

The taste permeates my mouth.

I feel so satisfied.

I drink a glass of milk,

Put on my pj's.

I look out the window one last time

And draw the curtains to shut out the cold.





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