Tag Archives: Winter

Snow Speckled Thunder

The morning sun hid
From winter’s thunder and claimed
We could kindly wait

Snow Games

December melted
November’s first snow, reclaimed
The start of winter

Work Interference

Streets hide under ice
The rest of us skate above
Facing Monday’s storm

Next Up: November

I felt winter’s steps
As autumn’s crisp breath transformed
Into howling gusts

First Nice Saturday

After winter’s reign
The sun demands we go out
And breathe the fresh air

Spring Cleaning

The bright sun in spring
Showcases all the old muck
Winter’s filth take leave

Guard Changes

The winter packs up
While I finish the week’s work
The March lamb drops in

Porch Expeditition

It’s nearly bedtime
When I snatch Sunday’s paper
From winter’s raw grip

Who’s There?

I think spring is close
But raw air batters my cheek
And says “we’re not done”

Fighting the Cold

Salad steps aside        
Homemade soup and bread fend off
January’s bite