Minnesota Winter

Frozen tundra. Minnesota hard freeze.
Pond thick with ice. Glazed top.
Blown snow ripples across the iced prairie.
All is white; the ground, the sky,
the breath hanging in the air.
I listen to the wind, a white noise.
A snow owl sweeps down and focuses on the only movement
in the barren landscape
lifting up into the barren sky
screeching over its kill.
He disappears into the white horizon.

5 thoughts on “Minnesota Winter

  1. I especially liked this as it brought back many memories of the cold of Minnesota. Remember when Dad and Dick flooded that cement area between our houses so you could I’ve skate? That is a good memory! XXmom

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