Monday, December 8, 2014

Winter Thanks

In winter I lean toward melancholy. I tend to leech happiness from nature's color.  
Today I wrote a poem and wanted to share. 


Winter Thanks

The gold and copper jewels
lay scattered brown across the lawn.    
A week ago their glitter
shimmered in the breezes.

Bare branches beseech the sky,
or is it praise?
Upstretched thanks for the rest.
Sap’s down with a winter nap.

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