slump

remains  
of the rain-pocked snowman  
my morning face  

crack

heavy moon 
my foot’s through 
the frozen pond

cold morning

thick frost 
cracking open 
my eyelids

together

winter sunset
quietly slipping
your arm around me

hubbub

noise
on this cold morning
finding peace

flooded

sodden field
grey sky slips into
brown puddles

collective

starlings  
murmurings  
of little wings

early risers

thin moon
through the frosted hedge
a fat cat

subzero

today  
the frost reaches  
tomorrow

twelfth night

sweeping
the fallen needles
backstiff

hope

within  
the dark trees  
spring

little explosions

fireworks  
popcorn  
sky

muted celebrations

around the fire  
the hush  
of ash and snow

New Year’s Eve

fireworks
whisky
fills my mouth