Author: brent

Morning sky
So slowly
Opening

Before the light
The wind
The wind

Gust of wind
My jacket
Sound of a flag

Winter shiver
Moon behind the clouds
Pulling on layers

Red squirrel
Shouting match
With the wind

Gray sky
Eclipsed by
The words in my head

Clouds passing
Across the golden face
Of the moon

Behind the wind’s howl
The sound
Of snowplows

Silent fog
Adding frosty layers
To my glasses

Pine boughs
Bending low beneath
The first snow