Snow falling on fields,
beneath a crows silent wings,
softly gives and takes.
winter morning run
quiet, still, silent solace
chase my icy breath
faster and faster
ice skaters circle the pond
keeping pace with time
Snow tip mountains breathe
Brown bears wander paths for food
Shadows light a pond.
feathers of ice fog
sever plains of blue into
sky geometry
winter of my life
dreaded, anticipated
all is known someday
Wild dandelion
beneath snowy winter field
do you dream of spring?
palm fronds now trembling
do they welcome the west wind
or smell winter snow
Silent in the night
leave no footprints in the snow
stealthily hunting
summer approaches
the air warming to bare skin
winter slinks away
delicate, pale plume
weeping branches bow to earth
winter's eulogy
Diamonds drip like rain
snowflakes- against windowpane
stuck behind the glass.
youth's illusive hour
full of golden memories
to warm winter's chill.
Delicate snowflakes
dance gracefully in cold air
catching bare branches
Red breasted robin
calls in snow fallen garden
rotten apple waits
a robin's chirrup
replaces the killdeer's call
winter cedes to spring
Mesmerized, I learn
from the snowflakes that flutter
Outside my window
twenty-one below
ice crystals enamel glass
shatter pipes and skin
A wind snags autumn
And flings it through barren trees
Suddenly, winter
The bewildered skies
All transparency frosted
December's white lies
Snow's bright elegance
resolves a barren landscape
until it dissolves
January rose
blooms in ice and bitter light
winter miracle
A line of pine trees
bends in another blizzard,
wide boughs low with snow.
fish, afloat on ice,
amazed at having landed
on a vendor's cart
Old Winter's brooding
nonchalance, assuming our
subjection to night.
Life spills and scatters
Each atom cast from a blast
Like suffering snow
Hellebore petals,
weighed by snow, flurried in red
off a bleeding branch.
A peach tree slumbers,
dreams of pink inflorescence.
Snow falls heavily.
howling winter wind
beckons the beaming full moon
calls of spirit wolves
Brisk breeze of Autumn
slides through an open window
with hint of Winter
As winter snow falls
Ice water drips through green light
A marigold wilts.
A million monkeys
Typewriters at the ready:
Blizzard of genius?
Winter storm blows days
Green waves crashing on black rocks
Ghosts dance like crazy
Winter play turns sharp
Paring windburned skin from stone
In the June-melt creek
red scarf left behind
on cold steel of metro rails
heel print in fresh snow
black crow on white snow
four toed print thatches pathway
Russian winter dream