Milky snow-covered lazy morning,
Sultry feelings lay low over the land,
Snow threats in the air from milky-pregnant couds.
Driving along back-country roads,
Farm fields and localized tree patches stand sentry on either side,
Views stretch 10 miles or more across farm flat lands
To distant Watchung Hills,
Horizons suggested by milky shades.
Suddenly a distant office building
Is noticeable with its overnight lights still on,
More noticeable than normal
Because it twinkles now like a distant star.
Early morning commuting car now turns a bend
And approaches the parkway
Which provides a sticks-as-branches canopy,
A mini-forest on either side,
With periodic old stone gazeboes,
Remnants from a more genteel time,
Standing deserted, snow-covered, cold.
Before we enter the tunnel of trees
To the left a herd of deer graze
On a fallow farm field on this
Milky snow-covered lazy morning.
For Conversations with Walt
Denis J. Kelly
March 29, 2011
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