Sunday, March 27, 2011
Flicker in the Light
Bright sun but no heat;
A touch of Spring in the trees;
Flicker in the light.
At the edge of snow--
Brown earth like a river bank
Pushes like a wave.
Snow shovel Buddha
Sits silently on my porch.
Alfred kisses mom.
Icy winter wind
Seeps through the snowless field;
Somewhere a dog barks.
Could it be more blue
The crystalline sky today?
The sun be brighter?
Wayward crumpled hat
That's lying by the road side
Is missing a head.
On the sunny side
Woods are devoid of all white;
Other side--snowbound.
Brown dead evergreen
Leans against the vibrant fir--
Trees for all seasons.
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