The trail to the dragonfly
lies narrow and
Teflon-smooth,
Frightening when black-iced
by freezing fog
or sleeting snow,
But, twice driven,
a carnival ride
of breath-holding
To the four-winged creature
of crystalline eyes
sheltering lovers
Who’ve had bravery
thrust upon them
in the cold.
Bluster & Absurdity 
cherished memory