Unused salty brine,

Unexpected snow and rain…

Uphill traffic jams.

Winter faeries dance,

Overnight blizzards dump snow…

Plowmen cross themselves.

Out of mist a girl,

Brightening eyes of a man…

Warm thought–cold shoulder!

Near birds twittering,

Hungry hawks circling slowly…

Hiding resources.

–Jonathan Caswell

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