Tag: Winter

Almost Spring On The Clackamas

The forest is last to relinquish winter. Snow still sticking between its toes, it has thousands of shadows and shades, ways to hide from sunlight. On these days of last melt, snow packs down hard on the unexposed trail, creating a thin slice of…

The Ledge

Out on the ledge, the snow hushes the wild. This kind of quiet soothes while it scares Strange mixture of awareness. A lone northern harrier is the only singer. She strafes the powder with one beat of her wings Eyes on everything, including me….

Dab Of Warmth

There are mild spots between winter’s beating of grayness Where breaths, in ease, are breathed…gloves are placed in pockets or lost on streets of snow Mixed in that scattered brown batter of orphaned leaves. The sun appears as a stranger, speaking a forgotten tongue, yet familiar tone Trying to…

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Young Words

  There is a temporal space A frozen lake, where words From heated thoughts spill, Into symbols upon ice Slip, fall, even from sure palms   The stilled linear water Layered out into oval Fed by streams and sources Have been slowed By brave…

Static Leaf

The leaf dances Around every corner Around every thought Even in the avoided song   Now upon the ground A rush of wind stirs Hands like autumn A distant radio is heard   Gathered in piles An invitation to jump Soft at first, then…

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