Winter Sun

Blinding.Bright.Cleansing. Beams of warmth stretched out long.Piercing through only on the coldest of winter days.Glistening off the frozen earth. Invigorating.Energizing. The source of life in the North.An open sky like no other season, crystal clear and shining.The softest of blues. All of these cold months are not dark, but interspersed with brilliant light. Bringing with … Continue reading Winter Sun

Winds of Change

The winds of change are blowing outside. Rocketing.Howling. Rattling the tree branches.Shaking the window panes. I rest inside my cozy house and watch the blustering and blowing.The rain streaming. I pray it does not come in,that it does not blow down my warm house. I think to the others who have no houses, who wander … Continue reading Winds of Change

Morning Snowfall

I published this poem on Instagram last year around Christmas before I had really begun publishing my poetry and thought I would also share it here finally. It's mornings like these, when snow falls steadily,like a blanket over the city,that I wish to stay to stopto pauseto breath it inthat snow smelland to just watch … Continue reading Morning Snowfall

The Raven

This poem was written about a pair of ravens that were nested close to our apartment throughout the pandemic. We would listen for their calls, and looked for them each day when out walking. We were graced with a few chance sightings of these beautiful birds. Her croaking voice a haunting call. To stand in … Continue reading The Raven

The Geese

Where do the geese go when they leave for the winter? Are they journeying home, or are they going away? If you stopped to ask them, I wonder what they would say. Do they enjoy the trip, the chance to soar? I wonder how they came to wander, what made that first goose take to … Continue reading The Geese

Crickets

Crickets calling,like the sleigh bells of summer. Ringing out their magic in the night.Filling the dark with twinkle and delight. Down far below my window.Oh, how I'll miss your songs come the long, cold, winter. All poetry and artwork are my own original works. Please do not download, copy paste, or otherwise use them without … Continue reading Crickets