-Walk to School

A walk outside
On a Febuary morn

Wind blowing open
The small jacket

Frozen fangs
Nibbling
At hidden ears
Tipped with ice
Beneath the
Long, warm waterfall

Hands reach deep
In shallow pockets
Holding closed
The gray cover

Toes in their many blankets
Unfelt in their illusion of warmth
Not feeling the rock hard traction
Nor the silent steps
Across the lot

Eyes searching though fog
Made by the too close mouth
Bouncing along in step
With the unfeeling march

Nose sniffing at nothing
Catching a scent and
Losing it in the
Harsh smell of winter

Teeth chattering a fast beat
Though the earthquake
That comes and goes
In strength
But never fades

The pace is
Mesmerizing to the
Slow thoughts
Blazing through the mind
That only wants to rest
And sleep