My breath catches
in the bitter cold
Teeth chatter
Shoulders shake
To escape Winter’s arrival,
I need to move faster
Instead, my motions slow
Besides, there is no escaping
And winter won’t last forever
Merely long enough
to remind me what
is important
Warmth from
a cozy blanket
Steam from a
cup of hot tea
The much-needed
rest that occurs
as I lean my head
against your shoulder
Tag: tea
Hello Stranger
I saw you
Ten years
From now
Or maybe
It was fifteen
My perception
Of time seems
To be changing
With its passing
In any case
It certainly could
Have been you
Or at least
The future you
I sometimes imagine…
Faded jeans
Plaid shirt
White hair
Just a little
On the sides
Perhaps a little shorter
We do eventually
Start shrinking
Purposefully walking
Into a local
Coffee shop
I smiled but refrained
From saying hello
Wonder if he’s picking up a London Fog just for me?
Spoonful of Honey
When considering
Items in my kitchen
Which one do
I most resemble
Smooth pottery mug
Patiently waiting
To hold warm coffee
Or comforting tea
Maybe a teaspoon
Carrying sweet sugar
Or golden honey
Some days I am warm
Sweet and comforting
Helpful…
But there are other days,
Days I can be more like
The cheese grater
If I’m not careful
Careful to think
Before I speak
Careful to get
Enough rest
Oh, I don’t
Want to be
The cheese grater
Fussy, irritating
No-I’d much prefer
The spoonful of honey
I’m sure that is
Your preference, too
Piano Girl 