crunch

parking lot moment:
tires rumbling on frozen snow,
the satisfying crunch
of my boots, groceries in tow…
parallels the pleasure of wood smoke

~

Some pleasures come with mixed feelings. Cars with rumbling tires emit exhaust and burning wood releases particulates, but I love the sound of crunching snow and the smell of wood smoke.

Β©2018 Ontheland

9 thoughts on “crunch

  1. There is something special about that crunch of tires on snow and ice – one very frosty morning I lay awake in the morning listening to the early morning commuters setting slowly off down the road…the echoes of wintry sound a gentle rumble. Your poem captures all this perfectly.

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    1. It is a very distinct sound. I think I may be hearing more of it this year because of our subzero temperatures… more like in my childhood when I lived farther North. Thanks Annika.

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