Structure of Chaos

Icicles are back;
Yesterday melts--today freeze--
Winter/Spring see saw.

The snow seems to glow
In the soft rays of the sun,
Muted and diffuse.


A small clump of snow
Suspended on a thin branch;
One flake of white falls.

Today's focus time;
The road has a sheen of ice;
I step carefully.

Catching the sunlight--
Myriad water mirrors
Whisper and bubbles.


Suddenly stillness
Descends upon the iced road.
No birds and no cars.

Extending from branch
A shiny sheen of ice
Pointing to the ground.


Thin bramble bushes
In their winter nakedness:
Structure of chaos.