Winter is Long

Blood and Earth. Verse from me to you.

Blood and Earth

Here, we are, right here-

seed, soil, and rain bounded by

the sky only, free

As blood is, unhinged

from the frame of our spirits-

so ethereal

Intermitting sleep,

ever certain, peach and pit

vanish into soil

Aroused once more

as a river, slow water-

in faith again, free.

Tired of Winter, Too?

And still more Sky

More sky

Light in February

Winter Escape

Morning, February