Sisters

     At last
     we meet
     again
     this time
     at day’s end
     Our paths
     are set
     and so 
     will cross
     morning
     evening
     Lady Sun
     Sister Moon

Quiet

All is still

even the snow flakes

balanced

on the thin blue

line

of a new day

Wintery Dawn

Lady Sun’s

cold fire

ignites

the dawn sky

warming

the hoar frost

clothing

naked trees

with velvet

February Between (49)

Yesterday

I heard

four geese

calling raucously

to each other

as if to say

Meet me

on open water;

Today

the wind blows

daggers

of ice

and the lake

is still frozen

Dawn before storm (48)

The weight

of winter

storms

presses

down

but Lady Sun’s

ascent

only 

intensifies

Best of both (47)

Grateful
to dwell
in a world
alive
with contrast
to strive 
with 
a cold wind
in a winter-stripped
landscape
then return
to breathe
fragrance
and color
and dream
of spring

In spite of (46)

Lady Sun’s
warmth
subverts
winter
ambushing
ice
under the
guard
of biting winds