fragile is the snow.
melting softly towards earth.
kisses cold and wet.
Archives for November 2017
toothy grin
i taste the sweet air.
sharp as tart cherries in spring.
red of tooth and maw.
years unfurled
we have lost a lot.
life’s highway full of robbers.
yet richer for it.
immured in winter
a scab on the road.
caked hard from many traumas.
winter’s violence.
bloody leaves
the leaves of the trees
are soft green like forest frogs.
before they bleed off.
dawning light
long is the dark night
filled with dimly lit troubles.
dawn chases the ghosts.