Poets logo

Flurries to Fury

Wintry Wrath

By Mack D. AmesPublished 10 months ago • 1 min read
Photo by author

Fresh flakes drift

In the sky.

Nothing else stirs. The

Air fills. Flurries

Laden become

Squalls driven by

Nor'easter winds. Blizzard now

Opens its fury. Hope dims

With every gust. No

Survivors.

For Funnature poetryfact or fictionFree VerseAcrostic

About the Creator

Mack D. Ames

Tongue-in-cheek humor. Educator & hobbyist writer in Eastern Maine, USA. Mid50s. Emotionally growing. Forgiven. Thankful for my wife, 2 adult sons, and 1 dog. Novel: Lost My Way in the Darkness: Jack's Journey. Available on Amazon.

Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.

Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also become a paid subscriber, letting them know you appreciate their work.

Subscribe For Free

Reader insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment
    Written by Mack D. Ames