Last week I promised that I would share my impressions of moving from the northeastern part of the U.S. to the town of Steamboat Springs, Colorado. I came site unseen since my husband relocated several months prior to my coming.
My original poem begins on the East Coast – and this segment picks up as my husband, son and I drove into Steamboat in a fierce snowstorm the day after Thanksgiving, five years ago.
(The form is a little different due to digital formatting challenges) but never-the-less every word is as I wrote it).
Settling In ~ by Sue Batton Leonard
Relocating, arriving like dandruff on shoulders,
a sprinkling of sugar, dusting about
dancing, leaving polka dots on
peaks and in deep valleys,
marking the panorama, a white capped day
ill-timed to some, peaceful, sparkling to others
trailing like ribbons of baby’s bonnet
freed from summer heat, a white capped day
insulating earth from hoarfrost of winter
playground for skiers, aggravation for vehicles
skidding and sliding, driving the
business of living
steep and deep canyons, icing tiered
high, champagne to play in, romantic visions,
a Christmas rose, welcome alpine
guests of a white capped day
effervescent spirits, chilling exteriors
covered, absolute abundance
paralysis, blocked highways and byways
igloo walls till spring thaw
children naively playing, blizzard conditions
pompoms on powder puffs, feathery scarves,
woodstove fed and red-hot fired,
melting spikes of a white capped day
sit and snuggle, aside a blazing fire
top the chocolate with whipped cream. A cherry.
till next fall, remember, a white capped day ~
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