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AprilDawn Feb 2015
flexes
a choke hold
on our icy  slice
of the world
tonight's  
  snowstorm
still a dicey
proposition
at least
some evenings
will be  wrapped in
rose colored glasses
as the sun passes
the horizon
this weather we are having....
AprilDawn Feb 2015
They ran past me
at breakneck speed
to capture
those  
last minute
trinkets
of love
I never cared
much for anyway
until  I no longer  
had them
to look
forward
to
Grocery  store   Feb 13 ,2005 . Widowed  almost 3 years  at this point  .Almost being run over by this  mad rush of  husbands and boyfriends  buying   their last minute Valentine Day  stuff for their   sweethearts .I was both aggravated  by the stampede   , while simultaneously   feeling a cold  wind  whipping  through me and  a gnawing   ,empty hole  inside my heart. The lack of cheap chocolate  hastily procured on my behalf  ,impacted me  more than  even I  had presumed it would..
AprilDawn Feb 2015
the sky
drizzles
our dinner sizzles
so tired of this
retched soggy
season
some  well rounded wine
a good reason
to take the edge off
today's blah-di-da
the dog comes in
muddy
again
I just know
he's going to be
extra
muddy paw friendly
to his mama
Today ...in poem form !
AprilDawn Jan 2015
your absence
runs through me
in puddles
of mud
I long for your lightest
caress
just yesterday
sunlight mirrored
your crystal clear
intent
to dress me
in the
whitest
gossamer shimmers
desolate winds
now
rebuke my memories
the slightest  freezing rain
brings back
glimmers of hope
that our  brief  
entanglement
was no mere
fluke
We had a brilliant fluffy snow just a few days back,lit by the sunlight   our  whole winter world shimmered again.It melted  and the drab    muddiness   depressed me slightly.This tree longing for  it's snowy lover  sprang to my mind this afternoon.Slight rhyme scheme too ...
AprilDawn Jan 2015
for the sky
limbs  held high
swirling  sunset  
draped like a  cape
  about  rigid shoulders
finally
that   velveteen  night
sprinkled  with  ghost stars
hides your  frozen frame    
for a few tame
hours
until  the haze
of morning
streaked
with  a tiny   tease
of  sunlight
highlights
your barren offering
Spring  seems so
far away
you stand firm
against
the naked elements
drawing
graceful patience
from
age old roots
in the slumbering soil
raising hopes
sky high
for an early
vernal equinox
Jan 24,2015 I do so love the easy elegance of  leafless trees at late fall and  winter as   they highlight  the  coldest  of seasons  . The anticipation of spring  is always   joyous.
AprilDawn Jan 2015
lanky lovelies
strut their stuff  
on the runway  
the latest  fashions  
wrapped around  
those  hungry bones
stalking  the lime light
vividly visible
to any and all
who's  fleeting favor
is  enough
for starving
  souls  to feast
was going for   the winter trees starving for leaves  but   somehow fashion model poetry  came out !
AprilDawn Jan 2015
down the hill
over the train tracks
through the  abandoned
farmer's market
parking lot
past  last fall's  crispy
refugees
follow the stark tree lines
right up to
those normally plain
windows
glimmering   golden
   like stained glass
with sunrise
painting every pane
on  God's house
  on the hill
Letting the dog out the front door  early one morning last week  , I was  entranced by the sun rising.It's been so  drab and gray  this year  .   The  light play on the windows  of that church on the hill  parallel from us  was  so  wonderful .No photo could have done it justice.
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