Zero Below Poem by Daniel Miltz

Very cold north country night gale
Below zero on the scale
Freezing tundra of wind, ice 'n snow ev'rywhere
In blue vast cold frigid sky air
Wit' hills covered fluo·res·cent white
Whilst' critters slumber in ground hole tight
Winds howling across the ice
Leaving a white fog below amidst par·a·dise

Snow sheets cover da' land un·end·ing
Icicles hanging an-uh bending
I walk on the ice wit' ice cube nose
I leave footprints behind wit' frawst-bit-n toes
I walk, skulk, scut 'n creep to my home below
Under da' freeeeez'ng tundra of wind, ice 'n snow
Bound by the gloom of a white jolt
Pinned in the great silence of a cold revolt

© daniel miltz