Like a Siren

winter days

they switch and sway

luring 

like a siren

speaking to our quiet parts

while enlivening our breath and hearts

reflecting depth and light

at once

winter

like a siren

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Snow

lines they wrinkle crinkle and furrow

blown by the wind and waves

snow that melts
shadows that preserve

snowflakes piled this way and that

textures
layers

light and shadow

designs that pull ones eyes along the lines
a sensuous caress

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The Mountain's Breathe

i love it when the mountains breath

turns to clouds

flows through the sky

into our eyes

 time passes by

all the while the sky

is full of changes

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it is still winter here, but starting to feel like Spring

For Me, Trees are Majesty

walking amongst the winter trees

where snow does land upon their limbs

and fog drifts amongst them

at times
the sun comes out to shine

winter's breath is then alive

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