December’s snow job
covers up a multitude
of harsh realities.
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White Loveliness
So much beauty can
be hard to hold, thus the trees
quietly let go.
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Snow Glow
It’s the beauty, yes,
but also it’s the promise
of much-needed rest
that brings a glow to blanched cheeks
and a sparkle to dulled eyes.
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Dark Doings
When I stepped outside,
sky and trees exploded with
crows and their complaints.
Who knows what the issue was,
but it was too big to tweet.
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On Turning 76
I pause, I listen.
Is that the quiet approach
of wisdom I hear?
Uh, nope. It’s just that endless,
mental prattle that resides here.
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A Cameo Appearance
Blue sky, white ground –
wistful preview
of winter’s best.
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In Passing
A flying line of
winter snowbirds, departing
for a warmer clime,
give an airborne salute to
us grounded ones left behind.
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Out Here
Out here where there are more trees
than people, out here where the pond reflects
the changing currents of seasons and days,
out here where the news is shared by barking dogs,
cawing crows, and cooing mourning doves,
out here where I can let my petty concerns fall away,
out here, I awaken, I look, I listen, I love.
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Quick Change
The day slipped out of
its grey overcoat and donned
a golden sweater.
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Weighty Matters
Trying to strike a bargain with myself.
What if for every five pounds lost,
I gained one brand new book?
That should keep both my library
and weight in check.
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