Snow is falling - OpenTank O (O) ((O))

Snow is falling,
Fast piles of
Spun sugar
Flakes lifted
Mole by mole from
The briny Great.
Wasatch winter
Comes,
Reigning these
Desert streets
Between rays of
Blinding sunlight
Bliss, their pineal
Directives
Exciting the
Ready humors,
Ho-ho-ho they
Urge me, and
Keep the
Holidays too.

rjw, 12/3/96