December Journal: Wednesday, December 4, 2013

by Don Mager

kids in snow
Sun’s exuberant rush up the sky
sweeps off shadows. The polish of fresh
light sizzles icy mica flakes on
lawns. Exhaling from the Juniper
hedge, a tang of morning sweetness wafts
across the shivery air. Like a
bundled up gnome, a child bobbles
up the curb to the hilltop stop sign.
Sheen of frost like sugar glazes the
dry grass. A second house, a second
child bobbles out. And a third. And two
more. As it swaggers up the distant crest,
boxy and loud, eight gnomes wave to the
mustard gold troll to come scoop them up.


Category: Poetry, SNHU Creative Writing, SNHU online creative writing