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Monday, January 28, 2019

To Cover the Earth









Large white flakes of snow
Drifting slowly to the earth
Seem in no hurry.
















One, two, a billion
Silent white flakes descending
To cover the earth.

























Striding through the flakes
Collette comes to say hello
Without moo or snort.











Misting the forest
With a soft and silent light:
A billion snow flakes.














Now the road's endless,
A soft and silent tube
Graced by the snow flakes.
















Footprints on the snow:
Record of where I have been
(But not where I go).














Hollow shots are fired
Deep, deep in the snow filled woods;
And then, just silence.
















Young evergreen tree
Shedding its color for white
Enjoys the snow fall.











































Saturday, January 26, 2019

Traveler! Watch Out!


From walks of January 23 and January 25, 2019






Harris Wofford's dead--
Another piece of my life
Gone....gone...with the wind.















A blue gray white light
Fills the landscape of white snow;
Birds fly back and forth.














Beyond broken fence
Rooster crows in his comfort,
But no hens respond.



























There are no ripples
On the frozen stream's surface
And no sounds below.













Its mouth opened wide
Not filled with any letters
Settles for some snow.















Neither this nor that--
Gray world hovers between them;
Will it rain or snow?












They're hanging between:
Transparent crystal drops--
Liquid or solid?
















Lying on the bank
With air of insouciance:
Dead leaves reclining.













Bright sun shines on snow;
Scattered cloud puffs in the sky;
Birds swoop in and out.













Christmas ornament
Hangs a month after Christmas
With its memories.
















I fall on my ass
And get up slowly and walk--
My show must go on!












Treacherous ice lies
Looking very innocent.
(I've learned my lesson).











Stream is flowing,
Breaking and dissolving ice
Rushing who knows where?












Where is St. Francis?
Almost concealed by the snow.
His faith sustains him.










Water on the ice
Shines prettily in the sun--
Traveler! Watch out!!













Through trees and windows
Woods beyond car can be seen;
Always the forest.










Monday, January 21, 2019

Three Degrees Below



























Three degrees below;
Now it's climbed to four degrees;
(Oppressive heat wave).


















Red blur on feeder--
Cardinal tries to stuff himself;
Caution to the winds.
































They're not complaining--
Two cows standing together;
They are just eating.
















Icy drops appear,
Seeming to be forever
In the frozen day.

















The road is empty;
No cars and no people
In this frozen day.















Removing my gloves
To take quick photograph
My fingers grow numb.





















Two garbage cans stand
Side by side in the sunshine
Baring the fierce cold.
















Sitting on the ice
A lone bird does not worry
That his ass will freeze.
















Saturday, January 19, 2019

Moved By Spirit Hands
















Before the snow storm
Gray sky is hanging pregnant--
Waiting--just waiting.




















Cardinal on the ground
Prefers the fallen bird seed;
(Or just plain lazy.)



















Waiting in the bush
Patient bird wants me to leave;
(She soon gets her wish.)





















Rectangular patch
Marks something which is not there
Presence of absence.

















Abandoned bird nest
Marked now by a flock of snow;
Chicks have long since flown.































Through the broken fence
The empty swing sways slowly
Moved by spirit hands.















The old horse barn sits

Now populated by cars--
(Horseless carriages.)

















The crotch of the tree
Looks like a wooden vulva
Waiting to give birth.