I want to share a poem from “Sunshine in the Weeds,” due out in March! Watch for pre-order updates.
Winter Clouds
Barren boney-fingered trees
Reach to the heavens
Searching for
Life in winter clouds
Brooding dark filtering light
Holding back the warmth of the sun,
Teasing
With glorious sunrises
Sunsets that dazzle
Waiting for the melting
Season
Heavy with snow or icy rain
Turning the boney fingers
Into a crystal wonderland
Sometimes
Dumping random mounds
Of white, Cossack hats
Accents to counter
Starkness
Winter clouds the canopy
In nature’s rhythm
A time to gather strength
Storing nourishment preparing
Sun
Breaks through the gray quilt
And warms the earth
A peek at the fluff of white
Soon
Light will come with
The thunderheads of
Spring
And
Summer skies