November Day
Poem I sit, looking out the open window Snow is all around. Soft light, falling on dead brown leaves, Still clinging to the sleeping trees. A coffee stain spreads across the paper. A...
Tagged: winter
Harry the Mountain Man – Part Six
Short Story THE TIME I GOT SNOWED IN Now, I seen a lot o’ snow o’er the years. In fact, I can’t bring meself to remember e’en one single winter in me belov’d Green...
Winter In Australia: 5 Reasons To Visit
Non-Fiction Travel Review Why would anyone want to go anywhere in winter? No, really! How can people ever choose a winter holiday over a summer one? We’ll never understand (unless they’re going for both,...
A Glacial Stroll
Haibun Lake Hessian has frozen over. Two men pull a sled that holds a generator halfway across it. A couple of families walk and slide near shore. “Come on, Dad!” Frankie has already stepped...
Piercing Suns
Haibun The sun shines through a dusty screen and a fingerprint-smudged window. The dining room brightens as sunlight reflects off crystal candle holders and bleaches the American Drew dining room table. Years earlier, another...
Life Lesson
Poem All I learned from life is you never know what’s about to follow, what’s true and real, when it’s gonna rain, when the time will stop, if your smile will last or...
A Winter Day Remembrance
Haibun Dad’s grave is likely covered. I haven’t seen it since Rob, Mom and I last visited together. She had laid an evergreen wreath with some winter blossom, whose name I never knew. This...
The Silence Of Snow
Poem in the distance the sound of snow is pure silence but we can still hear it in our heads the peacful falling of snowflakes into certain death is so beautiful and soothing how...
Winter’s Gift at a Vacation’s End
Haibun A layer of snow rests on the deck. Just a dusting. The reflection of tile on the storm door blends with that thin layer of snow. Light tries to breach the banks of...
Winter Mind Trip
Poem Monstrous winds toss the trees Their twigs clatter like old bones And a small dark figure huddles in a corner; Curled against the stones. Scarfed up to the eyes, it waits for...
Descending Darkness
Poem Sometimes darkness surrounds bones and flesh…all is dead among the corpses of the past winds of despair are blowing fast Darkness descends spirits evil transcend and the sun is sleeping poisoned, bloody,...
