Broken Promise

Each winter I promise myself I will bundle up and walk in the frigid air. Occasionally, I keep my promise. Mostly I shiver at the thought and remain indoors. I breathe in the stale, dry air of central heating and the recirculating dust that seems to reproduce, despite regular cleaning and air filter replacements. WalkingContinue reading “Broken Promise”

A chōka: Fleeing South

Great snowstorms up northWinter’s wrath is upon usFleeing as a birdSeeking respite from the coldFrigid winds blow southSought warmth remains elusiveBare branches tauntingDefying the need for greenNo doubt I shall persevereSettled in deep southBiting northern winds muzzledCool breeze on bare skin Thawed in the warmth of the sunA gift of spring in winter Colleen’s 24Continue reading “A chōka: Fleeing South”

Until Spring

Indian summerConquered by winter’s resolveI sit quietlyWrapped in a woolen blanketWhile waves crash upon the shoreI rise from my perchA final walk on the beachLeft behind till springLone cold feet imprint the sandGulls cry lamentful goodbyes I pass through sand dunesPast sparkling freshwater pondsWild geese preen feathersIndifferent to the chillWhile I shiver in protest RDPContinue reading “Until Spring”