winter fog

as nostrils clear in

warm showers

warm heater ~

in chill wind expands

white clouds

gray weekend ~

peace breached by a yawn —

an airplane

misty sun ~

the shadows o’ firs

glow white

new year wind ~

the scent o’ new book

gloss paper

frosty morn ~

doesn’t want to wake

snoring truck

a brisk evening

o’ warm colors &

e’en the wind whistles

winter rain ~

my throat aches with sweet

sharp mint tea

early dusk ~

shades itself ’hind firs

full moon

crow perched on a fir

both rinse their black leaves ~

cold showers