October Storm
This is a piece from last year’s fall storm. This year’s first snow held off until November, but the effects were the same. Ollie the Dog found his joy.
OCTOBER STORM
We woke to ice
on the walks and still-turning
leaves dusted with snow.
Ollie the dog was leaping
at the sliding door. Opened
the cold air
rushed in
and he rushed out
bounding into the yard
barking at nothing
I could see except
the white grass.
Nose first
he pushed his head
through the skimmed snow
and then his side.
Shimmying on his back
four paws kicked against
the cloudless sky.