Climb the heights above the Hudson
Before the road is safe and open
Icy pillars line the road cheering
I pass in wonder, never fearing
The fans would shower down upon me
treacherous, mountain thaw confetti
Icy stone crashing leeward, fore
That’s what I wear a helmet for
A Poem: Treacherous Confetti
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