cold quiet day
with graves that demand respect
I clear some space in the snow
throw some bread on ground
for tough guy birds
hanging around this winter
walked down to the corner station
for some coffee, donuts
feel the spirit of winter cold
hug my bones
frosted window on back porch
sun glistening on it;
coffee steaming in cup
house quiet as a crypt
outside…rabbit hops by on frozen snow
ice on the lake cracks
subtly moving
like glacial tectonic plates
beneath a million pointy shiny stars
