to glimpse

windows ice glazed whorls . . .
swirl an eye-shaped hole to glimpse
Winter’s twirl-pageant

all costs

comforting cocoon
keeps the cold out at all costs . . .
Taming Winter Myths!

within its deep

the sun’s bright decrease
shadows fall within its deep . . .
linger there, without

ethereal rime

daybreak winter park
light sparkles on frozen ice . . .
ethereal rime

winter in spring

hazy moon rises
up through the dead dark branches …
like winter in spring

now lush

dead winter empty
now lush with dogs and humans …
flourishing spring full

cold north wind

too chilly for spring
a cold north wind is howling …
and smells like winter