Untested ideas

Winter vs. private transportation

The plow-blade lane's not quite the same
As where I'd drive when roads are sane,
But snowfall hides the road today
And so I look for asphalt grey
Whereon to wriggle 'round the turns
As hatchbacks wait like snakes in urns
To pop out from behind snowdrifts,
While minivans who drive like gits
In rain or shine, hail, sleet, or snow,
Beside me, left and right, they go,
Only to stop for semi-trucks
That waddle through the turns like ducks
(Dromornithids, that feast on men)
Then, going, let me go again,
Until my car and I regain
Our home along the plow-blade lane.

Winter makes an entrance

Fog across the road at noon?
No! It's snow!

Pumpkin season

Before the storm, and after

1. Bands of frost obscure the moon
   one after another

2. A frisson of awe
   Nature's power triumphant:
   The malls have shut down.

November proceedeth

Last week, my coat first felt the air
Today I want long underwear.

At a bus stop in November

On a stopped bus in July

Procrastination vs. ophthalmology

Many things are far
Why did no one tell me this?
I like the far things.

Telephony vs. public transportation

He knows the route well
Still, I would not drive a bus
with cell phone in hand