Category: Winter/ Cold
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Autumn
deep in the South leaves do not fear a killing frost they starve and whither from want of light the chill of northern winds I do not miss but Jacob’s many colored coat draped on morning’s shoulders would look nice 10-6-23
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Tag
one brown mallard swims circles on the pond soon a green hooded drake or two may come play tag until she makes her choice they’ll settle down, spend winter playing house upon the shore I wonder what brought her to this pond and how the drakes knew where to find her 9-29-23
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Meditation on a duck
deep blue glow of sunlight on your green cap looks good on you tucking your neck into your chest protection against early morning chill you ignore my compliment and drift from sunlight to shadow and back again 5-3-23
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On my sister’s birthday
Trees are greening. Blue sky reflects in empty space. Pollen drifts slowly towards shore. Blue heron fishes the shallows. Brown cattails silently stand guard. Grey turtles bask in sun, unconcerned with anything, except staying warm. 3-8-23
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Late afternoon haiku
bright, warm winter day piercing bird calls rise above low hum of rush hour 2-13-23
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Park bench haiku
blue sky speckled white western breeze, bringer of change forecasts cold and rain 2-1-23
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Along the fence line
On a winter day I asked the bare bush that invades the fence line near water’s edge about spring and the bright green anoles that chase along the rail and flush their necks coral pink hoping nubile anoles might see. It replied, “Soon, old man, soon” 1-19-23
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Augury
Because there are no worms or flies this time of year, I will not begrudge a murder of crows a careless squirrel, lying dead in the road. Every once in awhile an easy meal’s okay. Maybe they’ll be more cautious than roadkill squirrels and won’t adorn a grille 1-18-23
My husband's poetry 