Cyndi K. Gacosta

Rookie - 832 Points (San Diego, CA)

The Killing Frost


When the moisture that hangs in the air

Condenses

While you are traveling on a train
Closely watch these chilly nights
For the cloudless sky, sometimes means

A killing frost

And when one night while breathing

Open air

Nerves unbridled begin to swell
Then burst apart

One moment

On a sleeted road, somewhere lost
Between aisles of frosted evergreens

Submitted: Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Topic of this poem: nature

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