Driving
driving through the night
the asphalt beneath my wheels
becomes slick with snow
–
my future-
lost in the oncoming
headlights
Category Archives: Cold
Empty
an empty barstool-
I decide to take a risk
on conversation
–
empty glasses-
my napkin
torn to shreds
Peace
a golden buddha
in quiet contemplation
half buried in snow
–
gentle snow-
singing bowls
fall silent
Broken
late autumn sun-
rising waters crack the ice
from an early freeze
–
a white canvass-
fresh gesso broken by
crocus blossoms
Gale
brutal onshore winds-
a nor’easter whips the sea
as waves pound the beach
–
my collar up-
a man chases
his hat
Windy
blowing on my tea-
before dawn the feral wind
roars in frustration
–
walking my dog-
the wind nips
at my heels
Melt
late winter garden-
a calico patchwork of
leaves and melting snow
–
a hollow log-
rain falls
on melting ice
Night
withered autumn leaves-
not sure if he’ll live to see
another sunrise
–
desert stars-
hard and blue
in the moonlight
Winter
early spring flurries-
a young robin perches in
snow covered holly
–
peach sunrise-
frost glazes the
juniper berries
Ice
icy morning air-
tender fingers deftly tease
the breath from my chest
–
a silent stream-
ice flows from
the jagged rock