midwinter morning

Quiet night, hushed sky
Frosted, full of fire
Everything feels
Starker
Somehow more true
With no echo to mute

I seem alone
Unsure and unknown
Wanting to hide
Can’t figure out why

Sound rushes, courses deep
Loud and jarring me
From dark blanket thoughts
Reminding, demanding
I am not alone

Want to scream
Run, fade into
Inky still night
With no questions
Or doubt

But still I stand
Beneath the weight
Of starlight
Unsure and bothered
By angel song

wrested away

foggy, frosty, dreamy morning
full of hard reality
decisions with no good reason
but it's what's best
before warm sun
cold, setting moon

to tell the truth
i just can't see

anything but
choices to be made
bills to be paid
passion left
and
responsibility accepted

luscious highland-like dawn
brimming with obligation
things to be done
with no path drawn
before trees bloom
leaf falls

to tell the truth
i just can't see

anything but
what's going
not coming back
not mine anymore
and
loss taken

chilled, mystical, frosted not-night
overwrought, overdone
feet not moving
it is what it is
before summer
winter endless

to tell the truth
i just can't

anything but
what i have
what i want

wresting away