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sitting on my couch
not sure if I can get up
after shoveling
–
rabbit tracks-
a snowy owl
motionless

feeling impotent
my head full of words but I’m
unable to speak
–
snow fall-
staring out my
hospital window

shrinking from the light
blended into the shadows
I’m invisible
–
dusk-
black clouds
rise from the earth

the solar transit
far to brief indeed on this
winter solstice day
–
winter reborn-
I depart and return
in darkness

in the evening sky-
the suggestion of darkness
from the crescent moon
–
new moon-
black before
the dark of night

shutting out the crowd
absolutely enthralled by
the shape of your words
–
rising moon-
night rolls over
the winter hills

waiting on my touch
your warm skin rising up in
anticipation
–
rose petals-
the taste of
your breath

the taste of winter
falling from the sky for miles
to melt on my tongue
–
platform two-
frost gathers
on my lashes

southward flying geese
their long journey just begun
as mine is ending
–
warm boots-
my old dog’s
snowy muzzle

echoing silence-
bodies strewn haphazardly
on the downtown streets
–
an absence of birds-
villagers gather fish
in the receding sea