Snowpack seems solid
but underneath, droplets sing
of melting caverns.
Almost spring
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Snowpack seems solid
but underneath, droplets sing
of melting caverns.
Category Archives: winter
Christmas LED lights
Like laser pointers
they blind in red green blue as
they save the planet
Christmas cards
Photos we look bad
in. Braggy newsletter. That’s
how we keep in touch.
Longest night of the year
Soon, darkness recedes.
But tonight I wrap myself
in velvet-starred black.
Snow in March
Hats, gloves, put away
in optimism return
for winter’s last gasp.
Morning in midtown Manhattan
In the skyscraper
canyons, light outlines moving
shapes sipping Starbucks.
only blog can make a tree
a dilemma of
riches in tiny topaz
the art of language
Spring in the air
Mud has a smell that’s
like waking up to coffee.
You know you’re alive.
Snowmelt
the constant dripping
nature’s tears of joy as she
sees her world reborn
In like a lion, out like a lamb
What’s that mean? That spring’s
a dominatrix, whipping
March ’til it submits?
a haiku a day 