Above, Rick McVicar performs his poem.
Text and video by Rick McVicar
A cold snap spreads its wings,
Its talons squeeze my toes.
I dance a Tennessee two-step through the snow
That crunches under my feet.
Sunbeams bounce off a white sheet
Blanketing a broken sidewalk.
I carefully watch where I put my feet
So I won’t take a sudden fall.
Cars travel fast despite wintry conditions
As if drivers are late to lie in their own graves.
. I take my time to tarry
So bells ringing for my demise
Will not sound their alarm
Interrupting noisy signs of life.