Mark Nenadov- A Poem

Winter Frost

So...

this is winter, my friend

ice on the windshield

     like flint

my freezing fingers fumble

for the keys.

The engine rattles

     in reply

to my bumbling fingers

as the hibernating creatures

heckle me from their haunts

buried deep in the ground.

 

 

 

 Bio: Mark Nenadov lives in Essex, Ontario, Canada with his lovely wife and their baby daughter. Mark's poems have appeared in publications such as Wilderness House Literary Review, WestWard Quarterly, Three Line Poetry, Northern Michigan University's The Lightkeeper, Driftwood Bay, Calvary Cross, and Pif Magazine.