a sprinkling of snow in the woods,
and of sugar in hot coffee
and of friendship on this late November day
Sprinkling
Tag Archives: snow
As One
“Snowflakes are not made for solitude; each, with outflung arms, tangles and meshes with its neighbor; over time, they compress, become ice. But ice is mutable, even in the deepest cold. Inside a glacier, pressure and affinity will melt ice at temperatures far below freezing, so that two pieces, in contact with each other, melt and refreeze as one.”
from the book, Under a Pole Star by Stef Penney
Shadows
she recognizes the shadows
A wish for the new year
a new year
with new paths–
filled with bracing snow,
soft blankets and days of laughter, good friends and good coffee
Question 1
what if snowflakes are drifting spirits?
You
through the thick snow, i recognized you
February
driving along thick ice and tamped down snow,
passing horses and a stray grey cat,
i slow down at an expanse of farmland,
roll my window down, as the music hums softly in the background,
and take a big, cold breath of a Pennsylvania morning in February
Winter
winter whispers his name,
and he does not fail to answer
Sleeping Snowflakes
Where do the snowflakes go
when the wind dies down
and the days warm up?
Sleep well little snowflakes.
Snow Tree
Reaching and resilient,
you stand your ground
while carrying a cold weight
and bearing a heavy burden.
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