Fenced in by Winter

Enough with the cold.
The snow.
The wind chill.

Enough!

So I added a little colour.
It’s warmer already.

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‘Tis That Time of Year

We are one day past the solstice.
The year’s darkest corner has been turned
and I can feel my spirits lift.

Fresh snow fell this week
and in the woods
silence hangs thick upon the branches.

Sol plays hide-and-seek behind the trees
then suddenly flashes green and red.
Mother Nature’s Christmas card.

 

 

Closed ‘Til Spring

Within this wooden box
Tree swallows built a home
Of grass and feathers

Formed a cup-shaped nest
To hold a clutch of pink-white eggs
Tended them in heat and chill

Watched as shells cracked and
Newborns struggled
To take their first deep drink of air

Through short summer months
They swept bugs up on the wing
Perfected their aerial acrobatics

Then as the sun shrank
They cast themselves south
And left behind an empty sky.