Awake

 

Beneath

the whirr

of passing cars

the raindrops

recall

last night's storm

filling

the night

with murmuring

that

at last

broke through

the insulation

of sleep

awake

aware

awaiting

Dance

 

Birds dance

from tree to tree

flashes of red

under

a jewel-like sky

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Lonely

 

The sky

is lonely

without you

Lady Sun

I gaze

out the window

wishing

for your

return

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Wisdom

 

The birds

gathered

in the trees

foraging

among bare branches

and along

the narrow margins

of open ground

know

because the light

tells them

Spring

is

coming

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Blue

These blue skies

heal

winter's

jagged edges

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Harbingers

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a chorus

of robins

trills

Spring

Spring

Spring

from every

bare branch

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Unexpected

 

Lady Sun

ignores

the forecast

sweeping

the clouds aside

and laying out

a moment

of breezy

blue skies

First Signs

 

Out the window

open ground

and a hint

of green

where the snow ends

Everything

softens

snow

ground

light

hearts

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Certainty

 

Lady Sun

whispers

Take this gift

another day

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Partners

 

Lady Sun

plays no favorites

She dances

with winter trees

today

and frolicking leaves

tomorrow

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Hidden Blizzard

 

East of the storm

Lady Sun

rises

blazing

above

winter's devastation

as persistent

as our human

hubris

that compels

foolhardy

defiance

of the seasons

and our own

frailty

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Loop

 

Caught

in the between

circling

through days

of warm rain

falling to freeze

gathering into

sleet

unfurling into

snow

then

dissolving

a spinning

dizzying

numbing

never-ending

loop

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Tracks

The tracks

come

tentative

from the shelter

of the tower's

wall

a cautious

circuit

in search

of summer's

leavings

then back

to the safety

of the shadows

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Light

 

Trees hold

the fragile

rose light

of dawn

in frosty arms

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Unrecorded

 

Winter

has no memory

keeps no record

logs no depths

follows no calendar

Winter

knows

only moments

measured

one snowflake

at a time

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Incandescent

 

The snow

and clouds

glow

with the

repressed incandenscence

of the veiled

sun

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Mourning/Morning

 

Somewhere near

a mourning dove

repeats

its three-part

call

that we hear

as mourning

It's morning,

he replies

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Wink

A wink

of blue

a friendly

wave

amid

the white

behind

the clouds

spring hides

waiting

to be found

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Waiting Sky

A storm

is coming

lurking

beyond the

still

gray

Is the sky

waiting

or am I?

Waiting out

the next

storm

I could

wait forever

frozen

only to dis

solve

when spring

comes

inevitably

and

like the melt

reflect

green

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