that first snowflake–
magic as it melts
upon my tongue
□
when it's cold
I can always find you
by the space heater
□
"ignight"
to light a fire at dark
to ward the cold
□
hard to get warm
when the cold is from
the inside
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the cold is lovely
soft and deep-
from my haven inside
□
the cold stole
my beautiful golden tree-
with one big breath
□
strange brew of laundry--
shorts from last weekend with
today's winter coat
□
just a wink of winter
snow mixed with fallen leaves
before fall returns
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© Jennifer Gurney
Broomfield, Colorado, US
jennifer.gurney@bvsd.org
Jennifer Gurney lives in Colorado where she teaches, paints, writes and hikes. Her poetry has appeared in a variety of journals, including Micropoetry Cosmos, The Ravens Perch, HaikUniverse, Haiku Corner, Cold Moon Journal, Scarlet Dragonfly and The Haiku Foundation.
Enjoyed reading these Jen! Well done!
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