Blizzard of Gin
Attributed to the reapportion blizzard of
Gin
Back pocket of her trousers full of snow
Preconceived from no points of control
Glimmer of candle light reflection on blue
skin
Music from Emmy’s frozen Violin
Pharmaceutical chemist on Ski Patrol
Semitransparent Semicircular Polar Ice
Entering softly candle lighted Berlin Snow
Cap
Man reappeared else-where in the storm
Carbon and Hydrogen free union Blindfold
She knelt on one knee before the Ice Robot
Pulled from her vest’s inner pocket a
parched billfold
Compressed her hat against his gut in the
wing gust
To enter or not to enter the Centerfold of
this story
Terry Brinkman
Bio: Terry has been painting for over
forty five years; now he paints with words too. Poems in Rue Scribe, Tiny Seed.
Winamop, Snapdragon Journal, Poets Choice, Adelaide Magazine, Variant, the
Writing Disorder, Ink Pantry, In Parentheses, Ariel Chat, New Ulster, Glove,
and in Pamp-le-mousse, North Dakota Quarterly, Barzakh, Urban Arts, Wingless
Dreamer, True Chili, LKMNDS and Elevation.