happiness is red flowers in winter
Red in Winter
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When
she always knew when to come up for air
Recent Thoughts
the dog growled, and i wanted to growl back
i heard that song on the radio that always reminds me of you
the sky is perpetually grey, but it warms me just the same
there are times when laughing seems closely related to crying
winter is a state of mind
If Only
if only i could sit next to you once again
Marked
like a tattoo on my spirit,
you marked me forever
Waiting
dream into a place of happiness
and love
and comfort,
and know that i’ll be waiting there for you
Comfort
there are times
when i would like to comfort the whispering leaves
and sobbing branches
A Lifetime
she was once a shiny, little object
at the front of a long, lithe line,
eventually sinking to the bottom of an old glass jar,
before rolling into the far left corner of a jumbled junk drawer
A Moment in the Day
i touched your skin, so rough and beautiful,
and leaned into your solid strength,
right before the blue jay screeched a wild warning
and the dog barked fiercely at the honking barge
Good Things in January
dried flowers on table tops
crystals gleaming in the winter sun
mourning dove silhouettes against grey skies
cherry, apple and almond challah bread
leaves on rainy walkways
lemon verbena candles and a book about John Muir
spanishwoods 