windowful

one bird tree top sits
winter as blanket of gray
holds onto branches


a circle of trees as inverted smile holds white snow beneath its sad curve and waits for spring to change the face of mountainside subliminally projected on sub-conscious perception at the beginning of each day


trapped inside a winter fortress// of fewer hours of light// the eyes need to find// places to go// without leaving home


shaped like a rock interrupts empty in precisely the right place to give expression to the way ice clings to stone


on path followed every day like sun crosses shadows in the same place the background always changing makes for angry interpretation of the disappearing face

temperature isolates the process
like a human shell interrupts that
as it pauses for a moment
to reflect through resistance
then continue to flow