quiet as the ice
day peaks behind the closed door.
bludgeoned by the night.
Haikus
my flaming hearth
barking wood aflame.
hissing and spitting anger.
breath warm on my face.
life screen
the screen of gray death
thick outside my window pane.
living in real life.
dark silence
sound carries no light.
yet light screams louder than god.
optically verbose.
day still
in the dead night
stands the gray tree.
still as day.
shoe leather
your infectious laugh
buoys my heavy heart.
traveling miles for smiles.