December’s confused.

Trees like bulging veins,

blighting silver skies.

Clawing angrily for blankets

on unsalted grounds,

and toothless winds.


Lace-less buildings

and unglazed streets!

Exposed knees,

and clip-less teeth!

Frost-less windows are causing distress!

The season’s in limbo,

and the trees undressed!


The mist polishes us ’till we glisten.

Until the roads mirror like diorite –

Until the white creeps up the glass –

Until we shiver into lisps,

and our cheeks florid.


– Rachel R. Vasquez, February 2016

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2 thoughts on “Weather Poems

  1. I really like this poem Rachel you have a truly original style.

    At the risk of getting on your nerves I would suggest “Please don’t plagiarize…” is not necessary for your like minded visitors. Protected by Copyscape is important to be sen though.. There will always be thieves of creative ideas on the WWW it’s the price we pay for being out there with our stuff


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