i'll write a haiku
as easy as this damn day
filled with lines. and love.
you will never know
how hard i've tried to earn this.
you can taste the snow.
you can taste blue sky.
it comes in moments, this love.
moments found on slopes.
a powder escape
from the harsh reality
of everyday life
before dawn arrives
the snow still touches the sky
with white fingertips
Berthoud Pass driving
sisters learn two years apart
same day, different face
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
some rough beginnings
can end in the perfect way
for a perfect day
no snow day for us
but i ski between meetings
beating remote games
some glow before snow
our weekend wrapped in moments
without argument
from smoky skies to ice
all the devil’s handiwork
(Earth in humans’ grip)
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