New snow smoothes nature’s every edge, a mother’s hand Across rumpled sheets.
Cold enough for all Nature to go still, except Wind and rising smoke.
A subzero sunrise Apricot almost too pale To see, blue fades to…
After the blizzard Wedding white edges all the world And hides calling crows
The mist rising from Open water, a winter’s lake Holds my lover’s gaze.
A chill winter rain Public Trash Cans Shine in a River of Headlights
Still lounging in bed Listening to spring rain wash Winter from the streets
March, endless winter The crows calling at sunrise Edgy impatience
Beau cat takes five steps Into fresh late winter snow And returns indoors
Farm fields in still life Golden stubble, black dirt, snow And hawk, hovering
Winter moon rising Night Breeze whispers its applause Spring waits in the wings