winter

The snow is a silent falling this morning .

white dress of winter’s prominence .

The temperatures are equally a quiet

presence as the single digits fall .

The birds are hushed with gray sky’s

hanging a winter blanket in the fields,

touching, no lines, no horizons

just gray on white and back again.

I bathe in the silence of aloneness.

Tucked in my home and

I am warmed by the fire,

knowing in the winter’s storm

I am blessed.

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I woke this morning, 

freezing from the tip of my toes

to the top of my head.

I looked at the dark sky and 

the snow and Ice ahead.

I picked up myself and 

decided to be, rose color glasses.

and warm sunshine inside of me.

I hope the weather catches up.

or sad it will be.

because I will be with rose color glasses

and a spirit free. 

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A winter storm

Blankets the world

In silent white

Brings the ice cream

Covering in the night

Wake with Angel dust

Frozen to the ground

I venture out to run

And no one to be found.

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The Eve

The eve of New Year has arrived

The fog rolls in covering the lamppost

The dismal air filled with a chill of a pending storm.

Maybe this is it, maybe the fog will usher the new year.

Maybe the white snow trailing behind it will bed the past.

The squirrels will scamper into the nested trees

The only sound when we venture out will be our footsteps,

The screams of the last murder of crows left behind with hope.

The hope to find the last field just turned from farmer’s plow.

Crunching the frozen ground laid by winter’s arrival,

We are brought into the silence of ourselves

Maybe then, we will think to pray.

CMM.  2021

Winter’s full moon

Ascends frozen

Among Ice icicles

Barrenness season

Frigid reminder of loss

Temporarily …

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Breaking trail

the first day.

The year is now

a different number.

A cold night

a restless slumber.

2021 even sounds

better than before .

So slowly we open,

now close the door.

CMM. ©. 2021

One tree this year.

A time to remember.

We miss our loved ones

In this Covid December .

We will not forget

We are still in hope.

While many have lost

and now have to cope.

We light the candles

We cut the cake.

Pray for the lost,

different memories we make.

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