(personal photo)
the hometown team
returns to a media blizzard
an icy reception
but underneath it all
little hands clamor for attention
(personal photo)
the hometown team
returns to a media blizzard
an icy reception
but underneath it all
little hands clamor for attention
(personal photo)
red berries
dangle from red branches
with crystal drops-
nature’s display of jewels
pales next to you
(personal photo)
November snow
chills the air, freezes trees
right outside our door
inside we light a fire
Birchwood keeps us warm
(personal photo)
bent and gnarled
wizened shrubs watch passersby,
these secret keepers
wait until spring to release
beauty they can longer restrain
(personal photo)
cold metal rises
from rough barren ground
stark on the field
yet it loops to form a heart,
links our lives to something warm
(personal photo)
if you could tell me
one truth, what would it be,
beneath the red lights
and giant letters along the street;
what fact would emerge