Momentary Illumination

For a moment
I felt you at my shoulder
Lady Sun
The world brightened
and a hint of blue
almost broke through
I turned to greet you
and you
slipped away

Winter's Sea

With eyes shut

winter's wind

becomes

winter's ocean

storm-driven 

rolling

roaring

scuplting

snow dunes

into frozen

waves

January Garden

Hoarding green
nurturing it
pruning
carefully turning
fretting lest
a single leaf
fade
fall
inevitably
a few
yellow
soft as tissue
in
winter-roughed
fingers

Needful

As afternoon's

clouds

muffle

the blue

and earth rolls

toward

January's

too-early twilight

I recall

with joy

our playful

morning

meeting,

Lady Sun.

The river

exhaled

yesterday's warmth

and your sparkle

refracted

from every 

flake

and ice floe.

I lifted my face

and inhaled cold

and your gold

rays

and felt 

something 

I didn't realize 

was missing

return.