Landing no-foot on our butts…

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
–Robert Frost


Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
In ’94 the odds, grown higher,
Make predictions more precise,
Backing ice at any price.

While, trudging byways filled with ruts,
Loaded shopping bags in hand,
We perform a triple lutz,
Unintentional, unplanned,
Landing no-foot on our butts.

The snows are treacherous and deep
And streets are chasms to be crossed
At prudent, guarded, cautious creep,
But on we go, whate’er the cost:
This year our bard is Robert Frost.
Felicia Lamport

my driveway, January 2013

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