New Year’s Eve
flash of a firework
through the wool curtain

January dawn
I scatter rock salt
from where I’ve landed

the paraplegic’s gaze
climbing bare branches
                 with the jay

a shy toddler
the rest home seniors
come to life

winter landscape
one more raven flaps out
of her paintbrush

holidays over–
dry roses
on the secretary’s desk

snowdust
boulder to boulder–
a bobcat

sunlit hoarfrost
the man who survived a stroke
tries to smile

backroad–
moon shadows drift
with the snow