Still

snow on the splinters

of ladders leaning

timber

falls the water

put wood on the fire

clean air by when

well, by then

fire crackles the same

as ice

thought outer space was god.

It is all hush or mist

Measure it keen

I am a deer in headlights

Stand with me

In this stream of thought

Of you today

Jennifer is a poet who dwells in the realm of possibilities which she believes are more numerous than impossibilities when you get right down to it. She has some other poetry on line at Invisible Ink Poetry, Moria Poetry, and Word Riot. She use to have a poem on Zafusy and some poems on Truckasaurus. In print she has poetry in Laughing Dog and Cooweescoowee. She created a lit journal once called Hidingkayak but it is now offline navigating the rapids. She has a book of poetry she wrote "Hooks in my Temples" but no it is not published. If you want to read it though she'd probably make you a copy.