Snow Prose Poems

No one asks troll woman her age
She is older than the petrified forest
twice as old as the snow-capped mountains
Savvy, sage, seasoned, Smithsonian-trained

Hard-working too her followers...

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The morning air to which I have awoken 
whispers softly upon me, the subtle signs of change.

For the aroma of distant fire has joined the...

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Dark clouds fill the horizon. 
sweeping through the sky 
like soldiers going to battle,
layers and layers of clouds 
spreading all around hunkering
 in th ground...

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it comes  at winter time
its white   and can shine
some comes down light
to me it s out of sight
as kids we play snow...

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Many Biblical scholars, modern day's prophets and those who are having
dreams/and or visions--seem to have one common thread.  Referring backwards
into ancient Biblical Old Testament...

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There is an illusion of dishonesty in darkness,
so we rejoice when spring sings saccharine serenades.
I've always been a soul yearning for summer scents,
but somewhere the...

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How far could he possibly leap? The child asked her father.
Stop talking and start backing up slowly, her Daddy told her.
He already knew a snow...

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In a far off place in a cold cold land there lived a man called Mr. Mack. The place he lived in was called Kirkland...

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Winter is hiding around the bend and forcing its way towards the center, it is carrying a hundred thousand shovels in a boat and generators...

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Having to undertake my journey through life
        I face unusual situations...This time with animals...

    ...

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This is what winter brings.
Depressions vines climbing its way back across the mind.
Fleetingly vamping across acres of its inner shell.
Cutting all the warmth that was...

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From the window of my chic city office, lost in thought, I gaze out.
The pedestrians scurry like frenzied ants below, caught up in their bustling...

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As I sit here on this cold winter night, there is dark and slience all around, snow and ice are all I see. With my...

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What do I see when I drive through my old neighborhood?

Not the familiar cookie cutter houses or the elementary school I attended with my friends....

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This is a great place to hide, high above the frozen
creek. My brother will be walking down the middle of it soon.
He'll never see me...

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