Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Mark Nenadov- A Poem

Winter Frost

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.

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