Wintry Lane

It is often I scamper to the woods to wash my thoughts of day. Beneath the forest crown, upon the threshing floor, and within the arms of watchful limbs I plunge sure-footed down wooded lane. Breathe in the mollify melody of birds among the trees. Feel the ease of earth between my toes. Inhale the […]

Winter’s Curls

Chilled, heavy laden is the snow curled on darken limb. Hooting, nocturnal owl nesting carcass curls among chilled eggs. Swirling, morning sky, awaits curl of color along horizon as distant train hoots. Sleepy, heavy are my eyes, body curling between swirls of blankets. sleepy…   2016 slipped by with little poetry for me, maybe 2017 […]