extinguishing with the slow-rising sun: one by one, street lamps fading, turning cold. snow, great hoary spirals, swept cross tattered roofs. frozen folds layering the lofty, languid treeline: rows of imposing black oak and red pine. crueler than can be told. pastry landscape, a powder sugar dusted bun.
A Stolen Kiss
does the snow remember the leaf it so briefly kissed as it died melting or the somber grey of winter on her burning gold promises of spring rays of bergamot claim the tender lot sending june to her cheeks blushing seasons alight – flushed red with august – rushed auspicious lush roses dripping frozen ground…
The Night Shattered – A Tricube Poem
heedless soul grasp the night like glass smoke squeezing til it almost shatters cold gather shards like quartz snow glittered red
it’s the eve of new year’s and it’s snowing – puffs of flakes in sugar cube sorrow clinging to the tips of frozen pussywillows – firm cotton-like wispy down clumps of cauliflower – observing people drunkenly careen across the whited out blacktop infants daring to take their first steps – they all have plans i’m…