Twigs, ice-clad stretch up
frozen hands cradling the last
red winter berries
Twigs, ice-clad stretch up
frozen hands cradling the last
red winter berries
a beautiful day
welcomes a brave new year
joyful Chinese friends
Violet clouds veil
dawn’s intensly blushing face
night’s lingering kiss
Little white kitten
talking with judge made us laugh
today the sun shines
Happily painful
biting encounter with snow
tactile memory
caught on a bare twig
a white feather flirts with the
bright sparkling river
Spring shoots through the snow
unstoppable as the world
following the sun
All I have to say
about today is, it’s cold.
outdoors came in
Knocking at my door
masked stranger with a package
our eyes exchange smiles
When ever before
did social conventions
change so profoundly
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Ellen Grace Olinger