These poems are for you.
Deer hoof prints go deep,
Tunnels to tiny new worlds,
Domino dot trail.
Deer hoof prints go deep,
Tunnels to tiny new worlds,
Domino dot trail.
Danger- sidewalk ice,
My thoughts are scattered on the wind,
Children run and slide.
Danger- sidewalk ice,
My thoughts are scattered on the wind,
Children run and slide.
Furnace clicking on,
Blankets pulled up to the nose,
Unfurl and rise up.
Furnace clicking on,
Blankets pulled up to the nose,
Unfurl and rise up.
Snow globe state of mind-
Encased, static, looking out...
Jiggled upside down.
Snow globe state of mind-
Encased, static, looking out...
Jiggled upside down.
Storm preparations,
Feeders filled up to the brim,
Completely empty.
Storm preparations,
Feeders filled up to the brim,
Completely empty.
January darkness,
Geese blare trumpets overhead,
Moon lights up the clouds.
January darkness,
Geese blare trumpets overhead,
Moon lights up the clouds.
Shrinking snow patches-
Squirrels have room to scamper
Out without their boots.
Shrinking snow patches-
Squirrels have room to scamper
Out without their boots.
Sunbeams light the steam
Swirling from my teacup-
Prayers to heaven.
Sunbeams light the steam
Swirling from my teacup-
Prayers to heaven.
Clouds of blowing snow,
Crack of dawn under the stars,
Frozen fingertips.
Clouds of blowing snow,
Crack of dawn under the stars,
Frozen fingertips.
Snow angel challenge-
Lying outstretched no problem,
Rising? The hard part.
Snow angel challenge-
Lying outstretched no problem,
Rising? The hard part.
Neighbors' lit windows
Glow warm with the setting sun,
Another day done.
Neighbors' lit windows
Glow warm with the setting sun,
Another day done.
Squirrel-proof feeder,
An acrobatic challenge,
Sunflower seeds tempt.
Squirrel-proof feeder,
An acrobatic challenge,
Sunflower seeds tempt.
Moon's lopsided grin,
Greets the shining dawn,
Head start on the sun.
Moon's lopsided grin,
Greets the shining dawn,
Head start on the sun.
Sunshine softens the cold,
Hard mud crunches underfoot,
Hawks high warm their wings.
Sunshine softens the cold,
Hard mud crunches underfoot,
Hawks high warm their wings.
Thoughts of my parents,
Remembering their stories,
On the brink of war.
Thoughts of my parents,
Remembering their stories,
On the brink of war.
Mud puddles lure kids,
Listen to the rising chants,
Muck is powerful.
Mud puddles lure kids,
Listen to the rising chants,
Muck is powerful.