Winter Recipe For A Poem Poem by William B. Petricko

Stealthily the muse slips in
on callused cold and wind-torn nights
creative juices mustn't freeze.

Take one bundled earthling's ebbing brain
nestle it secure in woolly hideout
escaping numbing rounds of normal daze
defying the I-parade's dull 'lectronic weights

Wrap in cozy quilts caressing cups of tea
Gaze into snapping flames
while sipping aimless nothings.

AHA!

Heartily the kettle sings
snuggling in on snowy nights
creative juices flow the best.

(c) Jan.2014