I love driving in the snow,

Sending ripples of uncertainty

As the tyres describe new patterns,

the old tessellations no longer hold…

And glide like giddy ice-skaters

Across the lard slip snow.

It is an exercise, not of precision

but of flair… requiring artistry

not science.

I love to drive in the snow,

The adrenaline rush

Is like sport…

It is a life versus death


A gladiatorial combat

Played with ton weights…

Please drive carefully!

Copyright Dale Beck 2018.

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