honey-drawn sun
sinks in pulsing flames
sunlight sky-woven
in winter’s muted lanes.
january pathways
patched in tatooed light….
leaves long forgotten
frozen in torn ice.
pine needles stirring
landscape white and stark
wind like a nettle
sense of closing dark.
close the ice-rose of winter
close the spellbound sea….
picture in my pocket
dream of you and me.