Fay Slimm.

Winter Sounds.

 

 

Winter Sounds.

 

We, looking to  Now
..........................may see icy goodbyes.

Cold can scribe lonely,
...............................but for only a while.

 

The Now fosters no
..........................special seasonal timing.

Winter sounds saddest
.........................when seen from behind.

 

Tho\' drifts of bleak past
............................still pale teared faces.

Sun melts the quicker
..........................frost-bitten heartaches.

 

Nowness ahead brooks                
...........................no reason for trauma.  

Yielding to Spring-song 
....................means wings will sky-soar.