Night
without wings
Wind hissing
through oaks
Cozy within
Slow north
wind
Bringing
fine grained snow
Steps turn
west
Raging storm
Then a
moment of silence
And the moon
Snow has
left
But winter
stays
Cold and
muddy
End of the
year
A square of
concrete walls
Yet some
blossoms
Frosty lake
No one’s at
the jetty
Birds left,
too
Winter moon
Above an icy
pond
Silent night
Cold drizzle
Yet
freeway’s clear bar code
Still got a
honk
.
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