remains
of the rain-pocked snowman
my morning face
Month: Jan 2021
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
