William B. Petricko Biography

Chase a prairie winter
through swirling mounds of snow
while winds unharnessed wail and blow
and eyes peak out through frosty lash
...

Stealthily the muse slips in
on callused cold and wind-torn nights
creative juices mustn't freeze.
...

What a delightful winter
strolling through chatty glassed-in corridors
dangled above frozen lines
stinging daggers
...

Portage and Main
Will freeze the brain
In sixty seconds so they say
But dare to try
...

Hail No complaint saint.
O ever enduring soul
bundled up for business
no polar vortex vexing
...