Late Autumn’s cold wind
Whips around December’s edge
And Christmas shoppers.
Late Autumn’s cold wind
Whips around December’s edge
And Christmas shoppers.
Crisp December first,
Soul having flown suddenly
From the still badger.
Cranberry orange
Baking as winter rain pours;
Licking the batter.
Watching first snowfall
Softly saying change coming:
Season of love’s light.
Raindrops fill the gray
Afternoon of late winter
While she misses you.
In Winter I know
Hope stays buried in cold wind:
But daffodils bud.
Sierra snowstorm
Hides hope beyond the whiteout
While I dream of Spring.
Refrigerator
Humming. Branches moving gray.
Angels just beyond.
Slowly stepping now
Into early wintertime
Unexpected warmth
Slowly silently
One foot trudges the other
Must be light ahead