Only Branches (No Legs)

snow trickles through trees
as winter holds fast to spring
emptying our park

Grey-Eyed Seasoning

despite a cold snap
brought by April treachery 
spring blooms bring beauty

perfect skyline view
from this lonely bleacher seat
(as cold as your words)

best friends since kinder
ready to graduate now
(how could they grow up?)

her last big event
for her high school gymnastics 
in a pandemic

no medals for her.
just bravery: a new sport
and some kind teammates

sometimes a small bloom
from a broken, displaced plant
is all a day needs

even its roots wait
patiently in their soil
basking in the sun

even when we lose
he has won his only chance 
to be part of this

ski season is done.
we’ll have to make do with yards
full of happiness.

our ski season ends
with bluebird jumps and peak views
(and a pinch of angst)

sometimes the night's lights
are only in the sunset
(not the soccer game)