Frigid midnight

Frigid midnight: shooting star. At dawn the back deck sparkles. ____________________

Rage, storm

Rage, storm: rescue me from bland and careful living. Teach me your wild ways. ____________________

Walk you to work

Walk you to work through deep snow. Homeward, I trace our boot prints, side by side. ____________________

Head-on they come

Head-on they come, four mares galloping. Hooves beat down, fresh snow feathers up. ____________________

Stars fall

Stars fall Frost shines - The back deck at dawn ____________________

Migration

Billions of snowflakes rush to earth, giddy to start life in this new world. __________ Feb 24, 2010

Deep fog hushes all

Deep fog hushes all distant sounds: and we expand to fill our small world. _________________

No blanket

No blanket for me: big cat, oven-hot, pressed to my heart - all I need. _________________

From the fishpond

I. Seasons (A poem in four linked haiku) We orange, we silver, we brazen dazzlers twisting around Summer's knees: gold torpedoes flirt with air and blue sky, black bugs sucked from water's lip into hungry throats. A daily feast of algae. We grow fat. But now comes Fall. Beware - and clupe with bulging eye … Continue reading From the fishpond →