
Spring is almost here
snow melts and a warmer sun
beckons brighter days
Continue readingSnow-piles freeze in winter,
turning gray like big storm clouds
that threaten bad weather.
Continue readingSnowstorms continue – no end in sight.
Continue readingTracks in snow lead me home.
Continue readingwhat have i become?
this place feels familiar –
sights, sounds, sensations
like softness of blankets,
wrapped in cocoons in
woodland winters
lying on snow-ground
ice crusted on my nose –
Continue readingthe silence of winter is not
such a terrible thing –
graying snowbanks by roadsides
reduced to slush & a thick sky
cold & like the finest cotton,
naked trees, dying leaves
hanging for dear life
reminding me of sledding down
icy hills, red plastic breaking
leaving shards to be buried below
like black bears snuggled in
warm caves
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