March 7, 2018
Dainty branches wear
lacy snow mittens — they wave —
Good morning, Village.
February 23, 2018
I hear the footfalls
clump clump clump up wooden stairs
my coffee’s arrived
January 27, 2018
The salmon’s cooking —
Maple-syrup mustard glaze —
A heavenly smell.
January 23, 2018
My flu knows no bounds.
I wheeze, cough, and blow my nose—
the flu trilogy.
January 22, 2018
The rain pocks the snow,
Ice and slush mix in puddles —
The bleak midwinter.
January 12, 2018
Lone goose overhead
Sky leaden with hints of cream
Snow later today
January 7, 2018
Dawn lights the pink wall
Apple tree limbs cast shadows
Illusion of warmth
