Like Brooms
of Steel
The Snow
and Wind
Had swept
the Winter
Street –
The House
was hooked
The Sun
sent out
Faint Deputies
of Heat –
Where rode
the Bird

 ¦

The Silence
tied
His ample –
plodding

Steed
The Apple
in the
Cellar snug
Was all
the one
that played.

Emily.