i search for the moon
early in the day; not night
how it shines so bright


i search for the moon
early in the day; not night
how it shines so bright


world reflected
with wooden beams, windy view
and skis. always skis.


snow arrived today.
soft, slippery, it snuck in
and brought back this piece:

in the purple night
on our perfect patio
completion beckons.

before dawn arrives
the snow still touches the sky
with white fingertips

Berthoud Pass driving
sisters learn two years apart
same day, different face


snow like stardust
sparkling in morning light
to begin our day

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

another failed day
ends with a quiet snow walk
(just let those flakes fall)

some rough beginnings
can end in the perfect way
for a perfect day



