Posts filed under ‘winter’

frigid

so brutally cold

the wanderers keep looking

no warmth to be found

death waits with a steady hand

compassion opens its door

*please watch over and protect those who cannot protect themselves*

January 5, 2014 at 6:15 pm 5 comments

The Nutcracker Act II – Chinese Dance

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The Chinese Dance

‘Tea’

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leaping and twirling

cheerfully energetic

flutes tickle the ears

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December 19, 2013 at 5:04 pm 9 comments

The Nutcracker Act II – Arabian Dance

The Arabian Dance

‘Coffee’

quietly subdued

an exotic seduction

she moves like fluid

December 19, 2013 at 3:46 pm 3 comments

Dear Mr. Frost…

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sweet sting of his kiss

cheeks blossom like red roses

a courtship with Jack

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cold night 2

Hot Cold night for a date.

December 9, 2013

December 10, 2013 at 5:33 pm 2 comments

a sunday afternoon

cars quietly sit

no humans traipsing about

silence of snowfall

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December 9, 2013 at 4:28 pm 12 comments

flickers for mom

a glow in the room

she lights them for her mother

eight flickering flames

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menorah 2

December 1, 2013

The Hanukkah menorah belonged to my mother’s father.

The mats below were made by Jordan in 1997 and Peyton in 2000.

My mom passed away December 10, 2004.

December 2, 2013 at 3:45 pm 12 comments

darkness of winter

the darkness of winter brings a sadness inside –

an awareness so many are gone.

like the colors of autumn fading away,

cherished memories seem to wither along.

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this time of year used to mean so very much –

days full of holiday cheer

but

now i barely see a crumb of what was

i see only sadness mixed with tinges of fear.

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i wish i could ignore

the merriment which surrounds me,

but

the media will not stop pounding it into my head.

if

i could only lock the doors to the world and disappear,

i could exist without this feeling of dread.

December 1, 2013 at 5:17 pm 15 comments

a breath of nature

unrelenting force

both wispish yet explosive

whistles and rumbles

paradox of strength and sound

quite simply – the blowing wind

windy

November 25, 2013 4:30pm
You cannot see it, but it is very windy……..

November 26, 2013 at 2:59 pm 6 comments

kiss of winter

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wind

howling

trees dancing

leaves floating down

like colorful rain

landing on frost kissed grass.

air which nips one’s nose and toes,

flannels and fleece to warm them up

and hot cocoa to sip and savor.

wrath of winter is preparing her BITE.

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frost kissed

frost kissed grass

November 1, 2013 at 2:30 pm 7 comments

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