Another new year: two poems

Another new year

A SHORT WINTER POEM

Four bluebirds,

a sparrow,

balancing

in winter’s wind

on the thin

beautyberry

twigs, eating

what’s left

of the purple

frozen fruits.

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AND THEN I SAW IT WAS JANUARY

 (a Laurette sequence)

I looked around

some days beyond

December, found the year

had fled. Instead

the Janus month,

cold January’s here!

Oh, snow and ice

and bitter cold.

The north wind howls apace.

The schools are closed,

some churches, too,

but, oh! Bright winter’s face!

The old cat sleeps

 beside the fire,

 his paw above an eye.

 Before too long,

‘Mom Nature will

 blow January by.

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C 2018, PL, dba lovepat press