cold

winter in the air-
unmown fields of autumn grass
yellowed by the sun
–
looking up-
snowflakes on
your lashes

cold new england streets-
an old oak tree holds onto
the last leaf of fall
–
first snow-
winter arrives
far too soon

the constant north wind-
a forest of leaning trees
hunched against the cold
–
april fools-
a robin’s tracks
in the snow

hushed elevator-
the open doors close once more
leaving us alone
–
frosted glass-
winter air
seeps in

Winter’s minion howls
It’s frigid moonlight keening
Rends the mind and soul

Icy daggers hang
Dripping in the winter sun
Waiting for the fall.