Equinox-
The saxophonist's head
half-cocked
Scimitar moon-
Silently counting
the scars
Up all night
around and around the house
Winter Wind
Polar Vortex-
The subzero whiteness of
the toilet seat.
Snow drifts-
Marshmallows in one
side of the mug
Snowy field
Crossing to the other
side of the tracks
And until next we meet, may all your potatoes be sweet (and dusted with cinnamon.)
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