“it begins with a quiet sensation / the odd feel of a distal tremor / then it quickly descends into a panic of total emotional abandonment and physical desperation”
“midwinter doldrums descend—
devouring colors…”
“cold dormant forests
cuddle their offspring…”
“the moon smiles down at me
from its reticent February lair…”
“winter melts my heart
like wispy snowflakes
sifting through needles
of entwined jade firs”
Photo and inspiration courtesy of my good friend Charlie Lansche. Visit his Website at: lastchancegallery.com
“April’s flood me with color
but this year—she hid away”
Another Elfchen poem on my deep desire to find some green…
“An Elfchen poem about spring. Or the lack thereof…”
“bound in icy nights
I feel weights of heaping snow…”
