Liquid Whispers From Below

Outside branch trembles;

On porch, wind chime clapper sways. 

Frozen world's alive!

Bright sun and beige wood;

(The moss on the lawn is green). 

In the house--silence.

Collette and some friends

Engage in conversation.

(Collette holds her peace).

No cloud in the sky;

It's blue in all directions--

Background for the trees.

Sun drenched stream burbles

Liquid whispers from below:

"Keep moving forward."

A cold icy wind

Blowing briskly up the road

Slaps me in my face.

Hole filled tree stump stands

Feasted on by woodpeckers;

Now, more holes than tree.

Shards of blue gray ice

Immobile and unchanging

Mark the roadside stream.