Barren and cold So many snowflakes Landing one at a time Altogether Barely big enough To separate Playing with each other Grounded with a kiss And gone
When the fog settles in The street lights Glow a little wider. Up that hill Just ahead I see my way, Though it’s not clear. The red lights disappear Flat, on the horizon line. I’m left wandering, Will I?
Can you imagine Life without lasagna Smelling the fresh breeze Spring rolling up from under the leftover snow As the sun beats down Getting higher and higher Until sinking again Feeling fall take it’s hold Shaking it’s trunk The grasp shivering down Snow, beautiful white snow Dancing in the sky Landing in just the right … Continue reading A Garfield Thought – January 16, 2020
Bubbles of ice Stretching As far as the temperature Drops, Leaving nothing untouched And Accepting its reach.
Branches, scattered Leaves, clinging Against the dull heavens ~~~ Roasted with red spice.
~~~You can find me playing in the leaves~~~
Trees Blow at me. I can’t stop them, Or make them, I see them. Shaking fingers Luring me in...