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No Hills, No Snow - No Problem
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Lauren McBride


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Lacking hats, gloves,
boots, coats,
skis, poles,
snow and slopes --–
must drive for miles.

Trying rental gear
on icy runs --
edges slip
not safe nor fun.
Skis off. Poles in piles.

Flinging snowballs,

first snowball fight,

snowman, snow angels

by fading light -

camera clicking smiles.


This poem first appeared in Songs of Eretz Poetry Review (2016).
Used here with the author's permission.

 



Lauren McBride finds inspiration in faith, family, nature, science, and membership in the Science Fiction & Fantasy Poetry Association (SFPA). Nominated for various awards, her work has appeared internationally in speculative and mainstream publications for adults and young adults. She is the author of a poetry collection for teens, Aliens, Magic, and Monsters (Hiraeth, 2023). Lauren lives in Texas and enjoys swimming, gardening, baking, reading, writing, and knitting scarves for U.S. troops.

 

 


Post New Comment:
blueskies:
A front seat romp in the snow & smiles.Thanks Lauren.
Posted 01/21/2017 08:51 AM


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