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WINTER’S COLD ARMS


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Winter pulls me into his cold arms

Rocks me down to my roots

Where the sap of me slows

And slows some more in the freeze

into a still quiet place moving

 

Sustainability holds to the early harvest

When Winter finds no green

Loving the austerity of blank and bare

Naked to the lie the Sun tells in this season

 

The need to tend to a warm light

comes from the inside out in this

Winter’s cradle of bitter chill

In the rocking back and forth

 

A slow sway to shimmer the glow

While Winter has his season

And the best is to have gathered enough

food and light to make it through

 

 

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18/01/2014 · 9:13 am

Winter silence… haiku


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Flakes fall soft in breeze

Slow to find a place to rest

Winter loves his chill

 

Winter loves his chill

Let’s the Sun give His deceit

Blue and gloom collide

 

Blue and gloom collide

Chasing each other in season

Sharing the same sky

 

Sharing the same sky

Winter needs his gloom and blue

Keeps to silent rest

 

Keeps to silent rest

Deep in Earth renewal waits

Flakes fall soft in breeze

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WINTER SUN


Morning… watching the sun rise this cold morning.  Thinking about how the Sun is tease, and how I am fooled again and again into thinking that it just might be warmer out there than I think.  HAaaa.

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Winter Sun gives freeze to the first inhale

Crystalline stalactites wait for the body heat

to exhale a melt down

All that golden light filling the blue

teases at the illusion of warmth

Layer upon layer can’t keep the breath’s vapor

in halo away

It’s a smoky fog that leads the way

 

What sense is the Sun if he gives no warmth?

The shiver and shake longs for basking

To fill up on heat that lays false to Winter chill

Stealing at your mind what one season gives

that the other withholds

Green leaves to naked austerity still

pouring on the Golden light like it matters.

 

And we hunger for the Sun when Winter comes

taking the starving away for what was yesterday’s

Summer’s gifts, gone for the deep chill in rest

In this place where all seasons have their ways.

Hope that harvest has gathered enough for the keeping

 

And you step outside to feel that Great Golden Orb

with one single inhale that gives freeze to your breath

That one celebrated gasp, a frozen moment

Releasing an exhale with a shudder and quake

Fooled again by that Winter Sun.

 

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