blue skies winter sun
birds singing along the path
the draw of a desk
Tag: winter
chill
the first blaze of dawn
burnt orange and azure blue
belie winter’s chill
pattering
hailstones pattering
fingers trying to keep pace
dance over the keys
moment
for a moment I
hold my hand to the windshield
to watch the ice melt
reservoir
the dry reservoir
filled again from winter rain
but what of the fish
seasons
those little habits
a thumb rubbing a finger
seasons rolling on
embers
embers of summer
glaring red beneath the snow
ice-crusted petals
berries
the darkening sky
promises a fresh snowfall
on those red berries
snap
during this cold snap
our car sits encased in ice
fingers turning blue
cold
before the snow fell
a cold moon cast rainbow rings
on a ruined town
My Eccentric Friend 