Category: Winter/ Cold
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Birthdays
The last day of winter sits forlorn Next to first day of spring On our kitchen wall Only twenty four hours older But no one celebrates its coming They aren’t that much different And some years Winter looks better than spring 7-24-22
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approaching autumn tanka
maybe it’s early but I miss long-legged spiders nets from bush to bush mating and filling larders in advance of winter death 9-5-22
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For lack of sunlight
the tree in our yard no longer green rains gold from the sky seesawing back and forth on its way to ground beautiful in the moment it’s not dead only changed awaits transition leaves turn palms up supplicate the wind to carry it away 11-20-25
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Opposites attract
Cold air cradles tropical moisture in its arms, drums rain on our roof, lolls us to sleep, while pine cones lose their grip, and fall to ground. I invite you to walk with me between puddles, we will pray for acceptance of cold wet days that glow moss green, again. 10-12-25
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Dog chases tail
9 am on a November Sunday feels like 10 am Daylight Savings Time hibernates for the winter 25 hour day and I still can’t catch my tail 11-6-22
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Nicole’s one night stand
rain came knocking on windows in the darkness bending trees, tossing limbs in the street shaking the last gold from trees briefly floating on water until it disappears 11-11-22
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Hoosier in the land of cotton haiku
nip in morning air thoughts of home six states away close as memories 11-13-22
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Brrrr
While she sleeps You catch up on messages and communications with friends, Prepare the coffee pot And count out your vitamins for the morning The bottom of your computer screen says 4:04 am, 35 and clear You didn’t move South for this 11-14-22
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Cassie’s hat
sunrise, thirty degrees, take your blood pressure meds and crawl back in bed 9 am, put on Cassie’s hat, grab coffee in a blue cup and walk to the park watch mallards rush to safety on the other side of the pond as you approach return from the park, your father’s voice demands to know…
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