>Springing From a White Out Dream

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White out has covered

the sleds left out,
the junk pile behind the fence,
the fire pit,
the holes dug by the dog,
the I.E.D.’s (insensitive excrement drops) by said dog.
the trampoline,

the picnic table,

the dormant garden.

Does this mean I can declare a do-over?

When it melts will
clandestine errors be erased?
When comes the spring will
a rolling hill support Julie Andrews
and her guitar?
When the shaving cream is scraped will
Arnold Palmer claim our
greens as his own?
When spring flowers rise
will Martha Stewart
pull out of K-mart?
When the snow angels
fly back to their perches
will I look upon an English
garden which will inspire
poetic trances?
When a foot of snow
shrinks down to a bootie
and beyond will
I sway in hammock
 

nodding off slightly

above pristine nuances
of botanical gardens?
The white blanket lays
like a dream
a dream that
I have of my back yard.
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12 thoughts on “>Springing From a White Out Dream

  1. >Jerry the poem is beautiful, thoughtful, and I'm so happy to see the pictures! Snow pictures make me happy, because it doesn't know in Brazil, I'm not accustomed to the colors. =)My favorite question must be: "When it melts will clandestine errors be erased?"What a beautiful dream to turn into a memory of a garden.Take care and keep smiling.My best regards to your family. =*

  2. >Well, probably not, but dreaming is an important part of winter I think–I make all my new gardens while the ground is white. Really enjoyed this one, Jerry–your dreams are better than reality on this frigid snowbound day.

  3. >Nice pop-culture references in the exposition of this one…and yes, with spring, in time of rebirth, can we all not get our do-overs? We hope. We do hope. So much of these months are left to dreaming. Nice splicing of word and image – and I laughed at your own particular take on "I.E.D's." Nice.

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