Photo Credit

Photo Credit: “Buffalo” by Tami Ritt © 2017 – National Bison
Range, Charlo, Montana.

Friday, November 18, 2016

Winter Contemplation




A poem by Michael R. Ritt

(Dedicated to Drea Marie, because we both miss the winters of our youth.)

the snow fell…

i stood at the door and looked

   out across the corn field

   and out to the road where the plow

   would have to be coming by

   when the snow let up some

a plow got stuck last year

   trying to plow the road

   out in front of our house

   but there was just too much snow

another plow came by

   to un-stick the one that got stuck

together they got all of the snow

   pushed off of the road to the sides

   to form huge mountains of snow

   to attract boys who would conquer

   and reign over them

   and hold them for their own defense

   against invading armies of other boys

i never knew a snow mound

   that wasn’t a battle ground

but I never knew a boy who

   needed a mound to battle on

 

SDG