Spring
alabaster hills
cherry blossoms harken to
the first blush of spring
–
snowdrops-
a hint of cherry
on your lips
alabaster hills
cherry blossoms harken to
the first blush of spring
–
snowdrops-
a hint of cherry
on your lips
washing and scrubbing
under this scalding water
still I can’t come clean
–
coal smoke-
a cardinal
on the snow
through all this darkness
the seed of light we planted
finally takes root
–
snow crocus blooms-
the heady smell of
freshly turned earth
the sounds of fresh snow
falling in the near darkness
sibilant whispers
–
snowfall-
lost in quiet
conversation
standing before you
silent and overexposed
awaiting judgement
–
whitecaps-
riding the edge
of an avalanche
before the thunder
a flash of jagged lightning
frozen in the snow
–
august sagebrush-
ravenous flames
insatiable
walking in the snow
grinning as you casually
step in my footprints
–
robin tracks-
early spring
snowfall
staring deep into
an empty sheet of paper
conjuring the muse
–
winter’s canvas-
a palette of pine
and fresh snow
by the temple gates
burning incense left as a
simple offering
–
hot springs-
steam rising from
the snow monkeys
splintering sunlight
broad winter shadows reaching
out across the lea
–
fresh snow-
a smattering
of paw prints