Risk

the time has come to
take my heart down off the shelf
and gift it to you

long winter shadows-
a snowshoe hare
braves the sun

Slide

icy drops of rain
slide past my ear and linger
down along my chin

parking-
raInbows slide
towards the drain

Snow

sitting on my couch
not sure if I can get up
after shoveling

rabbit tracks-
a snowy owl
motionless

Frustrations

feeling impotent
my head full of words but I’m
unable to speak

snow fall-
staring out my
hospital window

Midnight

hushed and reverent
watching the moonrise and the
rebirth of the year

midnight-
snow falls over
the farmer’s field

Loss

another phone call-
your tired face deeply etched
with dissapointment

drifting snow-
fox prints near
an empty hutch

Snow

the taste of winter
falling from the sky for miles
to melt on my tongue

platform two-
frost gathers
on my lashes

Sand

asleep on the beach-
so far away from winter
and your icy touch

caribbean surf-
tracing lazy circles
on the small your back

Winter

delicate saplings-
bending to the fickle will
of the winter wind

bare branches-
a light dusting
of fresh snow

Destinations

southward flying geese
their long journey just begun
as mine is ending

warm boots-
my old dog’s
snowy muzzle