Berry trees fall glum
At snowfalls greeting; Ruby
No longer loves me.

My thoughts of you
are like hundreds of seagulls
on two sides of a bridge,
some perched on small
islands of ice, others
floating on frigid water.

Or maybe they are
like roses in the wintertime -
budding but not blooming,
waiting for some warmth,
or like the once fragrant petals
now fallen to the ground.

i remember the night it was supposed to snow
you called me on the phone
and we stayed up all night exchanging our thoughts as we waited for the first flake to drop
some nights i miss your voice and the times you’d call me in the middle of the night drunk at a bar just to see how i was doing
i could smell the liquor through the phone
i wish i’d let you kiss me that night but for some reason i didn’t let you
we drove all around in the night and i showed you my old house where i lived for not too long
you kept trying to make me laugh so you wouldn’t come off too strong
you told me about how your brother died
and i tried you keep you from crying
you kept grasping my fingers when silence fell in my car windows and started every sentence with my name
we went back and forth about the tragedies in our lives but didn’t play the blame game
we smoked a little bit and i parked my car not too far from where you slept
i wonder if that night is something that you kept
not with you always but from time to time
you kissed my cheek goodnight and called me the next morning
i can’t say i miss you
i wish we could’ve stayed friends
i think i should apologize
it’s always good to make amends
or maybe not
farewell urban

to winter i belong
a soft, quiet time
of liminal moments

shadow and light
flickering and dancing
on the edge of sight

there, you will find me
in the gossamer wings
of winter birds that dust

their feathers with snow
and ice, their hearts
forever frozen in time

there, you will find me
in the cloudy breath
of barren moors where

stags crown their heads
with naked trees that sleep
beneath an ageing sun

always, you will find me
in winter's cold embrace
in a land frosted with dreams

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Walking through the snow
In a winter wonderland we go
Near to our hearts are family and friends
Treetops look so pure and white
Even in the dark our hearts are light
Rudolph and Frosty we watch on T.V.
Time to slow down for time goes so fast
I really wish that I could make the moment last
Memories of joy and laughter: good times in the year
Evening sky is crystal clear