Summer is golden
butterscotch, January
skim milk, thin weak pale.
Winter sun
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Morning ritual
Light breaks. I heed the
call to darkness, cup rich black
magic in my hands.
House near Woodstock
A’s dream–a fairy
cottage in the woods–simply
too good to be real.
All nighter
Weighing sleep against
productivity, I write
into a new day.
Hope
Dark fear crackling at
the edges, the heart beats on,
pulsing core of light.
Early daffodils
Like green periscopes
tiny shoots peer from muddy
beds searching for sun.
Daylight savings spring ahead
Night pushed back, a dark
blanket kicked aside as the
sun stays wide awake.
Christmas LED lights
Like laser pointers
they blind in red green blue as
they save the planet
Longest night of the year
Soon, darkness recedes.
But tonight I wrap myself
in velvet-starred black.
Long walk in sunshine
Dog is lagging yet
clear skies pale green leaves urge me
to linger longer.
a haiku a day 