February 04, 2015


by John R. Greenwood

top-hat sentinels 
shivering beside the garage
patiently waiting for warmth
afraid to move 
fearful of cracking in the 
plummeting night temps
stiff like a board 
lacking soft arms to snuggle 
they must hunker down 
one more long dark night

their only comfort
the solace of 60 watts


Here is a voice recorded version: Snowcaps 

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