Very short poems for a long winter.
Flagrant
Flagrant
disregard for winter:
the Canada geese stay.
Like my heart,
itself a former
vagrant.
*
Pheasant
Ring-necked
pheasant in the front yard!
A rough winter’s
consolation — though not
for everything.
*
Solstice
Souls, this
is it: light’s
acolytes
turn inward
at the winter
solstice.