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The Fire Burns
Poems
Aug 2017
Snow Angels to Eskimos
Deep in the snow drifts,
empty shells,
the impression of the maker,
lost in the weather,
the blizzard of life,
I worship through the snow
and upon the ice,
meals without a pinch of spice.
Seals and whales and maybe bear,
are what provide my fare,
blubber, food, and oil,
it is for what I hunt and toil.
Sustenance and clothing derived
from these things I survive,
when the sun refuses to shine,
in my igloo, I recline.
Blocks of snow insulate,
keep us from a frozen fate,
a bit of meat on my plate,
rubbing noses with my mate.
snow and winter poem collection
Written by
The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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