Forecast

Today
the meteorologists
were wrong.

The expected whiteout
swung south,
our streets salted,
but dry.

I pack away
in tissue paper
my anticipation,
my fluttering hope
until the next time
a call for snow
tilts my universe.

6 thoughts on “Forecast

  1. margaretsmn's avatar margaretsmn says:

    Beth,

    I love the look of your blog and the simplicity of your poem. “I pack away in tissue paper” is my favorite line.

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