facing the world
holding the space between them
safe and sacred
Shatterings
each crack and shattering
revealed new connections
and the permanence of change
Gleaming
traverse the inevitable darkness
in honor of the gleaming
of the morning sun
New Horizons
winter caresses
the line of the limb
the reach of the branch
every new horizon
Cold Gold
moon dust and magic
feather the window
in fairies’ cold gold
Bang
the frozen rock
a crack
the world is born
Ephemeral Beauty
snowflakes cleave
to the ephemeral beauty
of the leaf’s disintegration
Day Break
banishing another night
day burns bright
Off Season
the summer house
in winter entertains
snow and cold
Taciturn Sky
a rustle of leaves
the sleeting snow
single digits
dip below
The Wave
dismissing winter
beckoning spring
so brave the grass’ gesture
Drowsy Drones
soft as the falling snow
the hum and thrum
of sleeping bees
Earth’s Wrinkles
water is the earth’s skin
wrinkled by the cold
marks and ridges telling time
the oldest story ever told
Quiet Courage
bowed to the forces of nature
resilience is the heart
of the wind swept pine
Absense
in the absence of leaves
branches alone
uphold winter’s bitter blue
To Be Called
each and every seed
listens and waits
for the wind to call its name
inviting its flight on silken wings
Repast
banquet on the vine
feast for feathered friends
Dark Sky
dormancy depends
on darkness gathering round
the necessary shroud
sheltering inchoate spring
Goldenrod in January
gone
are her golden
inflorescences
leaving only loveliness
Marker
in January
old views
feel new
Twelfth Night
wassail the oldest apple tree
beseech a fine harvest in spring
Winter Bedding
the ground has lost it’s blanket
but the pond’s white sheet of ice
is still pulled tight
Now Voyager
spirits voyage
into the pink
back to the source
Indecision
woods wrapped
in a shroud of cold
elements undecided
more rain or snow
Held
lichen blooms
on the granite post
barbed wire holds
the cold
Black Capped
songbird on
the seed bell
dee dee dee
chickadee
Snow Maiden
grounded
in the power of the earth
she hears and heeds
the spirit winds’
whispers of wisdom
Divination
the lean of the fence posts
divines the lay of the land
Dance Again
early winter thaw
snow releasing its embrace
soon the freed the oak leaf
can dance with the wind
once again
Balance
Oh to be
a snowflake
balanced on a branch
set in place by grace
residing in a sacred place