My mind requires
At least five kilometres
To unwind a thought
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My mind requires
At least five kilometres
To unwind a thought
Winter’s breath
In the towering pines
Adventure calling
If vitamin D
Could be gathered from the moon
I’d be full
Icy winter wind
Rushes through the starry night
Maple leaf stretched tight
Lamp-lit sparkling wood
Distant traffic rumbles
Steady footsteps
Ears filled with noise
Each tree gains a voice
Snow-filled gale
Out of the pitch dark
A foggy forest appears
Muted winter dawn
Deer graze on the field
Hare runs white on white
Silent shadows
New year’s dawn
Colours stretch the sky
Possibilities
Squeaks and crunches
Staccato snowbank punches
Winter symphony