Snowbound

cloudy sentiment envelops
a world of stillness
the cars parked and snowed-in

I too, peering beyond
my window appear
content to be contained

Indoors on a Friday Night

a snow day
seems to agree
with my declined
invitation
two weeks ago

One in a Crowd

snow in a deluge —
each snowflake distinct
but unseen
in the masses

Freeze

Under snow shower
Nervous hare twitches
Hawk on the prowl

Pretend Sofa

beyond the window
snow-lined bench
invites homebodies

The creations of Children

Have you noticed?
All snowmen wait
with their arms outstretched
as if hoping to provide
an embrace

A favorable precipitation

Snow flurries while I walk
but rain as I peer out
the window

In the morning
dry pavement

And not a trace
of either

The Traveler

Hands in my pockets
I do not envy the moon
her lonesome path
although I fail to see
any but my own:
footprints in the snow

Nighttime Trek

under an obscuring
snowfall
hidden moon
silent she-wolf

Branches of Snow

up in the mountains
a crystal lattice
will it shatter if I ask
where it came from?