New Poem: "Pingo"

As the winter weather here in Kansas has grown to resemble more and more the winter weather I remember from when I was a boy in upstate New York, I have been thinking more and more about cold and ice and snow.  I may even write a series of poems upon the subject--snowetry if you will.

I decided to do a little research into the various words for snow that the Inuit use.  In doing so, I came upon the word "pingo."  What an interesting thing a pingo is!  It's a kind of like a volcano, only with a core of ice instead of magma.

"Pingo" is a rhyming sonnet in the shape and color of a pingo--green on the outside, white and icy in the core, and with a clear blue crater lake on top.  The word-painting aspects were fun.