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The Long Arms of our Maple Tree Stretch imploringly up to the sky, Palms held open- Waiting for the gentle first Descent of Snow And Perfect Peace. I sit in my Winter Chair by my Window And think how incredible it is to be at...

This morning, as I lay in my Love’s Arms, The Purity of the newly Fallen Snow Swept Past our Bedroom Window And Whispered Softly and Gracefully to us. Its Lovely White Wings, Spreading over our Entire Long Yard, and Disappearing...

My Mother Told me on one Long, Hot Summer Afternoon When she was Gravely Ill, “You and Your Children are The Ongoing of my Life.” She Tipped her White, Beautifully Coiffed Head Back into the Wing Of her Favorite Armchair and...

Mysterious house, poetry house, House fingered by the early morning light, feathery, fluffy- Sparkling, sifted and sorted by the fingers of the wind, House hugged by the long arms of time- Remembering the voices of the past....

The forest once reached to the sea, before trees were products but rather a reliable source of sustenance. These oft-trod woods, crammed between roads and houses, overwhelmed by poison ivy, have become a commodity, a box of...

We’ve been iced in for three days when the sun finally peeps out, at first shyly, then with unkempt glee, tossing bright rays off the ice and snow, protons and waves sparkling on our eager eyelids, dazzling to see. Logs...

When sunlight shines on Ellie’s tail, casting wagging shadows through the kitchen door, when clouds of woe slowly drift apart, surmounted by paws on the hardwood floor scurrying, grinning, barking with glee, the entire world is...