Archive for the Snow Category

Posted in Birds, Snow, Water, winter with tags , on January 26, 2021 by blglick

Through Storms’ End, Deep Snow,
To A Warm Spring That Runs Clear
All Through the Winter

A Quacking, Flapping
Urgency of Ducks rises, flees.
The Red-Tailed Hawk StaysHe Makes Eye Contact

A Glance Over His Shoulder
Tail Feathers ShakenHe Raises His Wings
As If Stretching and Rises,
Floating Into Air

Effortless, He Glides
By, Holding My Eye, Watching
Silent, Moving, Still

One Circle, Then Two
I am appraised. He is not
Afraid or Impressed

So He Turns His Head
And Slides Away, Mystery
Above the Deep Snow

Posted in Birds, Snow, winter with tags , on January 26, 2021 by blglick

Deep Snow, Breaking Trail,
Snowshoes and Poles Creak Like The
Calls of Sandhill Cranes

Posted in Rural, Snow, winter with tags , on January 27, 2017 by blglick

Snow Drifts Like Frozen
Time and Motion at the End
Of Wind Swept Furrows

Posted in Birds, LIght, Night, Snow, Spring, Sunrise with tags , on April 8, 2016 by blglick

Springtime Snow Drifts Down,
Lit by Street Lamps, Birds Predict
Melting by Sunrise

Posted in Architecture, Roads, Snow, Song, Sunrise with tags , on March 24, 2016 by blglick

Urban Interstate
Sunrise, All Power Poles, and
Concrete and Motion

Posted in Birds, Snow, Song with tags on March 19, 2016 by blglick
Purple House Finch Sings
to Slowly Falling Snow Flakes
On This Spring Morning

For Michele, On Her Birthday

Posted in Birds, Snow, Spring, winter with tags , on February 23, 2016 by blglick

About Now, Each Year,
Snow Packs Down to Greyest Ice
It Says “Late Winter”

But I am Thinking
Early Spring, Listening for
The Crane’s First Calling

Seeking the First Buds
On Bare Tree Limbs, and All the
Day’s Green Potential

Posted in Snow, sunlight, Sunrise, winter with tags on February 10, 2016 by blglick

Beneath a Smokey
Blue and Pink Sunrise, Snow and
Ice Calms the Landscape

Posted in Rock, Snow, Summer, winter with tags , on March 25, 2015 by blglick


When Winter Won’t End
When Even the Whitest Snow
Wearies to Grey Ice

Even Then, the Melting
Reveals a Sun Warmed Rock, and
Tells Another Story

As Drifts Curve ‘Round Like
Ripples From a Pebble Dropped
In a Summer Pond

Posted in Clouds, Fog, Morning, Snow, winter with tags , on January 3, 2015 by blglick


Another Winter’s Dawn
Drawn in Symphonies of Gray
And Played in Silence