Snow Day

what I feel to be snowed in

(ten inches in twenty hours)

is relief, I’m grateful

for everything I cannot do — 

drive out into the greater world

meet others, satisfy needs

all these are denied me

I’m inside, warm & dry

the cats asleep for another

day & night, nothing

to watch through iced-over

glass, squirrels & birds

hunkered wherever they hunker

when snow covers all

my red car is white

my white house nearly

disappears, the moon slings

long shadows of tall trees

morning’s rays will melt

what’s frozen, woo what hides

stiff limbed, blurry eyed

bundled up (snow pants

fat parka) I’ll shovel

(sate my urge to move about)

even without somewhere to go

someone to see beyond

these forms caged in crystal — 

time to set them free