A New Earth

Birdless sky swells grey blue against
trees that stand like brushes 
stiff in the cold

The penultimate breath
of a new earth

The dark disappears in a steadfast
philanthropy of color: red, orange, rose 
blush up from the land over lakes and hills 
and roof slats to tell the inhabitants

Night has not prevailed.

Earth  e x h a l e s
as the Sun spills her promise.


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Sleeping Beauty

under a scant sun
winter throws his brume
of snow. fields lie
vanquished in lambent
splendor and robed in frost,
trees stand
in mute glory

under his imperial breath
creation covets the hearth
her haven, barren slumber:
a bold consummation
of autumn’s bounty

the earth waits, a sleeping beauty
’til spring breaks
upon the white spell and
redeems her joy.