365 Homeward

The scent of wood smoke

Rides the north wind suggesting

That warmth awaits me.

364/365 Passage

We track our times of

Challenge through those dear faces

Standing alongside.

363/365 January Sunrise

Neon lavenders

And pinks overlay the fresh

hues of dawning day.

362/365 Over the Rainbow

Certain memories

Replay in technicolor

Dazzling wistful eyes.

361/365 Fine Lines

New territories

Of thought and practice require

Careful attention.

360/365 Quickening

Bleak morning haze,

Thick with silence, dissolves as

The sun climbs westward.

359/365 Day's End

From behind closed doors

Comes the deep rasping chorus

Of well-earned sleep.

358/365 Pause for Breath

A satisfied air

Of relief follows the end

Of scheduled effort.

357/365 January's Yield

Springtime’s fertile fields

Lay barren and snow-swept by

Winter’s bitter winds.

356/365 Where Friends Gather

Warm eyes and knowing

Smiles offset the brutal cold

Of winter’s icy touch.

355/365 Heft

Wool socks, either plain

Or bright, add comfort when faced

With bitter cold days.

354/365 Fronts

Banshee winds assail

My senses creating cold

In the midst of warmth.

353/365 Preparation

Words cannot prevent

The pain of loss though they may

Help soften the blow.

352/365 Clockwork

Daily routines dance

Around the clock’s face setting

Rhythms for my day

351/365 Last Sunset - 2013

Pink cotton candy

Wisps surround the setting sun

As the cold day ends.

350/365 Insurance

How can a price be

Assigned to value a life

Of interactions?

349/365 This Morning at Saylorville

Tire tracks crisscross the

Frozen lake as howling winds

Redistribute snow.

348/365 Hope

At bay we draw our

Truest breath, the touchstone of

Our humanity.

347/365 Changes

Adventure or black

Hole new facets of life come

As they will to all.

346/365 Grace

Let’s acknowledge that

To “meet in the middle” both

Poise and pride must bow.