tension tingles in the air, beads of frozen iron. All the talk’s of fronts, of air, cold, precipitation. Weather there’s an in-between the now and what is coming it might as well have never been against the future numbing frost and frozen water drops white as tufted ice-balls. We rush to board up home and […]
Read more "Waiting Wintertime"Call the leaves that left last month. Onlookers see past skeleton limbs. Long, lone trunks cast shadows at sunset… Dawn flashes from sparkling branches! – – – Photo by Olga Kovalski on Unsplash
Read more "New Style"Praise to the Lord for the brown and the spare for branches devoid of their leaves, for ashling grey tree trunks all fallen and bare, for bushes blown sad in the breeze. – Praise for the sky-clouds that shadow the sun: for wintery silvery gauze, for knowing when all of the flowers are gone nature […]
Read more "Winter Worship"In lieu of a fireplace, I warm my hands over the stove, feel the force of air shoving the cold backward. I find the crackling fire track on my phone and fill the silence with whispering embers. I strike a match, putting flame to wick, just to see the fire dance. It’s no alpine chateau, […]
Read more "In Lieu of a Fireplace"The rock men stand along the sides, the guardians of the road, and we drive on beneath the trees unconscious of their load. They lift the hillside from the earth where deer and rabbits stray; they block the mud from sliding down and covering our way. So should you round the bend sometime and glimpse […]
Read more "The Rock Men"As dark as coal the cloudless night so cold as snow the ground. Harder than the frosted dust the hearts of men around. Thick silence knit the skies to earth, as guilty Adam dreamed of paradise he could not reach of life that might abound. – The night was split in cries of light a […]
Read more "Gift"White shiny carpet in lumps of sugar-candy shares time with the stars. – – – Photo by Jim Wilce: https://www.pexels.com
Read more "Snowy Night"Passing by on the road the blackened shining windows of houses lying—-still. Abode of man melding in with night-ness creeping slowly into silent sleep. – What sight is this? a brash of brilliant, color splash electric green and red bedazzled string of shining lights Here a reindeer Santa, here a juggling Grinch here a snowflake […]
Read more "Christmas Lights"The trees have taken off their shirts and barrel-chested stand prepped to take the plunge in winding winter winds. They stand together bold and thin former glory on the ground staring deep at coming days with steely confidence born of wisdom. Calm, and brave.
Read more "Winter Trees"Cardinals seem to congregate in crowds when clouds are slated gray. When all the world’s a weary wet or dripping droplet water cold the cardinals call and strut their crests till the sun climbs out to day. – – – Photo by Brian Forsyth: https://www.pexels.com
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