We’re back to cold in Wisconsin – 7 degrees overnight and a high that barely skirts the 20s. Our brief springlike weather has blown over. But there is some melting, dripping, ice forming in the bright sunlight and that’s where the creatures are formed.
Dragonfly, serpent gleam;
Delicate bridge, to in between;
Icy drips, aching cold;
Sunlight streams, never old.
Sagging amid the honeysuckle vines,
Amphibian style so reclines,
Frozen in this awkward pose,
When will spring come, no one knows.