The Winter of Wind (and no snow)

Howling in the morning
blowing in the afternoon
Winter of blustery wind
I will remember you

I listen for the rhythm of breathing
as it informs a runner’s endurance
unable to grasp its contents
as Mother Nature has taken over

Her noise becomes the norm
tree tops dancing, daring to snap
unsuspecting and
interrupting the family’s every move

Howling in the morning
blowing in the afternoon
Winter of blustery wind
I will remember you

The dog lifts her head,
tense body on alert
jumps at what is enveloping her
to catch the invisible play

Layers are a must
double here and vested there
Don’t forget to zip up
Frost bite is ever near

You say you cannot sleep?
When will the blasts of cold air stop?
At least it is not snowing
dumping two feet at the stair.

Howling in the morning
blowing in the afternoon
Winter of blustery wind
I will remember you

It Takes Time

It is supposed to snow in December
a Winter Wonderland to unfold
With winds expecting to blow
The air meaning to be chilly.

It is expected to honor the calendar
The decorations to go up
Lights to beautify and celebrate
cleaning and preparations to be well underway
During a holiday season.

It is Nature’s way geese flying South
Mallards wading softly
Cardinals singing
Patterns we identify in our neighborhood.

The heart has a rhythm
The couple has a plan
The knitted fabric supposing to grow.
It is what has come to us as natural.

But, when the world presents itself
with surprises,
Modern Earth planning differently,
and we are witness to things out of our control

The life beat interrupts
And, one has to cope with
a new reality

It takes time.