Writing in Snow

Sunday Poem and Gratitude List

Jamál (Beauty), 10 Mulk (Dominion) 176 B.E. - Sunday, February 16, 2020

Winter Memory: The Wind1

It began
by whispering
through the olive tree,
it shouted through the stone pine limbs,
the windchill froze
the marrow in my bones,
and sent ice spiders
crawling
up my spine.

Goose bumps rose on my bare arms,
and not even
a sweater could warm me;
I remembered winter
in Oklahoma.

Gratitude List for 10 Mulk

Today I am thankful ...
          ...that I have $4.38 in my Inbox Dollars account.
          ...for fresh brewed coffee on this beautiful winter morning.
          ...that my Bank of America checking account is not overdrawn today,
          ...for the doughnut holes I have to go with my coffee.
          ...that I have $6.51 in my Vindale Research account.
          ...that I was able to finish The Myths of Hell and Eternal Damnation   by David Langness.
          ...that I have 404 points in my Survey Junkie account.
          ...for the merit badge I received today.

Footnotes
1  I posted this in Poet 999 - A Butterfly Emerges From Her Cocoon https://poet999.blogspot.com/2020/02/winter-memory-wind.html.