home for Christmas–
my brothers argue over
the Cracker Jack prize

winter dreams–
at her bedside a basket
woven of sweet grass

earthquake–
the dogs that barked at each other
bark together

a lost ball
among fallen leaves
his grave

freezing rain
the old doe
slow to leave the meadow

hunter’s moon
a Christmas beetle slips
from the child’s hands

the passing year
a jetliner disappears
into gray clouds

snowfall
a child draws the horizon
on a window

winter forest
the mist
from a whisper