clouds race to the moon
slowed by hidden pails of paint  
color called rain gray
 
 
 A hawk dips and swoops
for one breath I circle unclouded
wind ruffles feather
 
 
winter strips naked
the grace of trunk and long limbs
 black lace silhouettes
 
 
color book sun shines
on green velvet and dandelions
still warm still a child
 
 
 berries plump and red
holly giving the green light
two hunger bright eyes
 
 
snow slips in in white
fur slippers so it won't wake
too clever to hate
 
 
dark a need like light
seeing stars imagining ghosts
cozying up to night
 
 
too sweet this twilight
chilled perfume from summer's lab
blood is running hot
 
 
eyes and organs swell
red blossoms around a post
from lonely seek mate
 
 
some call it  pea soup
pepper got away from cook
grey fog coats look out

(c) Phyllis Jean Green
December, 2008