A recent snowfall got me thinking. Many people love summer. And why not? The weather is (allegedly) beautiful, the kids are off school, and cookouts are aplenty. Summer is not my favorite time of year, however. While I enjoy the sun, and I love to watch a storm roll in, summer also seems to bring…
Tag: winter
December
graceless snow collides with bare skin. dripping down bark and brown oak leaves. too heavy to float, drift, twinkle. the season fails its promise as one by one, lies are whispered, “Peace on Earth.” I wrote this draft as part of National Poetry Writing Month. I hope to collect these works for a mixed…
January
the lack of snow changes the landscape to somber browns the lack of you changes everything else. How long will I be taken with sudden tears at certain images, words, or tones in song?
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