Februrary

The flakes twist down
In mesmerizing swirls
Shattering the day
Cutting my soul to ribbons
In samurai flash

The bitter winds
Blaze my eyes forging
Tears that streak my face
Like a desert rattler
with cold black eyes

I lower my head
To ease the pain
Shivering
My way forward
On legs unstable

I wish to find a fire
A good brandy
A pain to to observe through
minus the sting
Of the raging howl

But shelter
Is as distant as July
And the only comfort
A dark road ahead

there is no life here
No sun nor bloom
nor robins,
their song
A harbinger of hope

Only the storm

And this is just my heart
You oughta see the weather!