2020 ends
in the same way it began
(with downhill skiing)
2020 ends
nearly every way different
than a year ago
2020 brings
a balance of sorrow, joy
hidden behind masks
2020 ends
with screens controlling our lives
(searching for meaning)
2021
with its 5-syllable self
will bring us new hope
a cold winter walk
along the Colorado
right where it begins
a hot springs retreat
to strip the cold off our skins,
bring heat to our bones
an interesting choice
walnuts and pomegranates
between holidays
another failed day
ends with a quiet snow walk
(just let those flakes fall)
a cold, windy morn
finding our legs on the ice
that waits for winter
aurora’s fire
brings day of recovery
from Christmas chaos
rolled in this meringue:
apples, mascarpone cream,
burnt honey. ’20.
baked in this Roulade:
my student’s home-raised hen eggs
ready to be whipped
folded in this bake:
some precious moments of peace
so hard sought, well earned
masked in this meringue:
a year of bittersweet loss
melted into joy
White Elephant win
with every Bingo chiste
bringing laughter, joy
Dad building raised beds
in the middle of winter
in hope of spring growth
a few bitter words
can mean everything; nothing
with untimely voice
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