Scroll Down and Forget ‘em

Snow last night.

Treetops
Roof tops

Road signs
Topped

Powder sugared
Magnificent.

Why scrub away Autumn’s mess?
Let it soak.

Snow like scrubbing bubbles,
When they melt the mess goes with them.

Some metaphors stink.
Some similes are like scrubbing bubbles;

To do their best work,
Let them sit a bit.

Scroll down and forget ‘em.
Come back when you can see clear

What shines under the sludge;
What Springs Eternal.

-WYNN-