Sharon Chmielarz' Riddles
Riddle #3
I’m an eerie overriding of clattering opposites,
an elegant disruption of seasons. Ka pow!
I deliver winter a summer bolt. Listen up!
I’m not something to take chances on.
Your ears recognize me and urge you to dive
under cover. I’m not an end-of-the-world sign,
just a threat that momentarily obliterates any
other. Brinkmanship is my operative word.
Thunder Snow. Lucky are those who’ve heard it.
(One of the riddles from my next book Speaking in Riddles, Nodin Press, spring 2021)
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