With Grays and Blues
Awake before the grayscale
Is abolished by morning sun
She leans naked in the doorway
Watching snow slip
In the silence before birdsong
walking crooked fence lines
The steam of horse nostrils
fare to kiss her
As the dogs dance behind
snow still now on the hillside
Fireside
She reads alone
Laughing spilled wine
words she drinks
Content to leave
The kitchen light on
curled again in
Linen sheets and quilt
cool skin
She swims
In dreams
Of gray and blue