Wind is icy cold; Leaf skitters across the snow; Now the world is white.
The field is all white; Some shadows play on its face; North wind blows icy.
Trampoline is full; Thick layer of snow sits on it, And it's not bouncing.
Shadows on the snow Lie unmoving, dark and stark, While wind howls above.
Still, dead tree reaches; Its branches frosted with snow: A winter ballet.
Grizzled old black dog Jumps up and down barking loud; Keeping himself warm.
Stern one-eyed tree face Stares blind at the snowy woods. What is he thinking? Beneath ice and snow The dark stream still moves loudly-- Motion and stillness.
Humming in tree tops-- Cable box sends images Above the snow field.
Sky is cloudless blue; Bright light bounces off the snow-- The sun is winning.
Stream bends in bright light, Bubbling through the snow banks, Making sun liquid.
Shapes in the forest: Shadows, snow, trees intermix; Winter illusions.
Guarded by saplings-- Ancient tree stump capped with snow; Crown for the old king. Rustle in the bush-- A flickering flash of red; A cardinal flutters.
Like grasping fingers Bare slender branches reach up To grab winter sun.
Face in the tree trunk: Two big eyes stare out blankly-- Totem of an owl.
Wrapped in blue plastic, Three newspapers on driveway Gathering up time.
Feet crunch in the white Walking down to the cleared road-- In between snow falls
In between the slats The big brown Schnauzer peeks out; Or do I peek in?
Pink ribbon, brown leaf, White snow, tangled brown brambles: Soft winter pastel. Booming from the house Music thuds across the snow And into the woods.
Abandoned in bush Snow covered nest sits exposed; Fledglings have long fled.
Frozen in mid air Iced leaves hang from pine branch tip-- Precarious gift.
A van passes by; Two pairs of hands wave friendship. I feel much warmer.
Sun peeps through the clouds Illuminating berries And blinding the snow.
