Eerie flash of airport signal light –
Pale beam across the sky.
Lurid orange stains the horizon,
Deepening into obscure brown.
Black silhouettes of trees, sharply defined,
Pierce the sky;
Red lights draped, haphazard,
Over pine branches
Stand out against the surrounding gloom.
Yellow light from kitchen windows cast
A welcoming glow on a thin layer
Of fresh fallen snow.
Street lamps shed light –
Pools of titian on shining pavement,
Melting with red of tail-lights.
Telephone wires dip and rise, dip and rise,
Lights from on-coming traffic
Blind momentarily: white.
Weary driver steers slowly homeward,
Last corner; the exhaust pumps with dying breath.
Frigid cold, like a metal brace,
Makes papery stalks and naked trees
Stand ramrod straight
Under a dusting of snow.
We approach the destined lane and turn,
Crunch of frozen gravel under tires –
Blast of icy wind hurries us inside,
Door slams, warmth surrounds.
~ Ilana Reimer