Windswept angry eyes,
An icy veneer softly
Moves against the tide
Of knowing what was passing
In time through my yesterday
Windswept angry eyes,
An icy veneer softly
Moves against the tide
Of knowing what was passing
In time through my yesterday
Snowy splendor sends
Shivering signs to
Help affirm the truth
Fresh prints in the snow
Marking time , ice kissed and
Alone, barren past

Lazy Day
Snow is falling
White flakes accumulate
Like quiet memories lost in
A sugar coated fantasy
Waiting for warmth and time
To erase them
Lazy day
Blue sky
Fluffy white clouds
Floating dreamlike, vivid
And bizarre, detached from all hope,
Wandering alone, no passion
Fleeing wispy entrails,
Obscurity
No time

All alone they hang
Harboring fond memories
Of summers warm hand
Mellow
Sounds flow outward,
Precocious melodies
Bleed through every pore, sadness
Seeping, creeping and weeping its
Way into my conscience,
Into my heart
My soul


Sunset
Red streaks stain an
Icy canvas, orange
Hues slide slowly between the trees,
Frosty limbs masking the death of
Each weary day, waiting
For destinies
New dawn

Canada geese fleeing the scene the day before a storm.
Escape
The coming storm,
Wings beating a hasty
Retreat, winters wrath the next stop?
A pledge made, subliminal path
Helping the flock to flee
Avoiding strife
Relief
Time waits
For no one, cruel
Anticipation, a
Dark mask covers the unknown future,
Waiting, careful contemplation,
Each beat lost forever,
Stolen seconds
Await