Tuesday, March 10, 2015


photoart: ralph murre

by Charlie Rossiter

Some mornings it’s so cold
the car won’t start on the first try,
or the second, or the third.
In youth, that made me
hit the dashboard.
Now I simply sigh
go back inside,
take out a book,
get on with my life.

~ previously published in Winter Poems

   (FootHills Publishing)