This book holds the items for the contest I enter in 2019, 2020, and beyond.
Polar vortex winds--
icicles dripping water
strike spring's warm soil--
blow through the city:
my internal organs shiver,
vital fluids freeze,
and arthritic knuckles throb.
Spring is a dream
echoing through glacial canyons,
and across stark white snow fields
to numb the sweltering heart of civilization.
Line Count: 11
Form: Free Verse
Written For: "The Taboo Words Contest"
Taboo Words: touch, sensation, feel, contact, handle, tactile, or any derivatives of these words