On the Worktable
Secret whispers
from the trees
and crystal’s energy
a caressing tease
sigils drawn
and scorched to life
nature’s bits
detritus all
lending their gifts
to my call
some will leave
returned to earth
as others come home
to share their worth
Temperance
Gathered snow caps
like little hats
and brittle branches
nipped with cold
dormant trees
wait for spring
as the hiking path
reminds me
I’m getting old
aching knees
as I head downhill
make it sure I temper
the uphill thrill
Protected
I stand
at your side
and breathe in
crisp air
and as life moves
around us
like the constant
swirling currents
of a stream
I feel safe
just
because
you’re there
To Be Small
I want to feel
small…
small enough
that I can wear
a snowflake
as a hat
and carry
a pine needle
as my staff
as I wander
among the
winter woods
foraging for
fun and frolic
Comfort Food
Cinnamon
adds a touch
of spice
and makes the sweet
just a bit more nice
but the best of all
is the whipped creme
and the sound
of a dollop
as the peppermint
goes in
Take a sip
and settle in
for a comfy night
watch the movie begin
The Cabin
Come with me
to mountain highs
where snow cover
blankets the world
in white
and curl up with me
before a roaring fire
on a couch
in a warm
mountain cabin
and I’ll tangle limbs
with yours
and we’ll while away
the hours
just you and I together
Twisting the Leaf 