perils
of a nest
built on a slope
Making Sense Of Things
as I approach
the mist recedes
slow introduction to clarity
Rose Bramble
delicate beauties
defended
by a century’s thorns
Bittersweet
in iced sunlight
brightness sweetens
the bitter cold
Awakened
the brambles stir
branches pulse
with spring’s life force
Smokehouse
the cure
for hunger
is preservation
Hope Gathers
berries bright cheer us on
through winter’s night
until spring’s dawn