We march, animatronic yetis waiting
for our moment
that dream of love and melting:
the world moves different in the cold –
Tag Archives: cold
trickster as teacher
what’s the rain well just another
instrument another educational
mo•ment
when the cold is your teacher
the lessons can hide
mother moon on a cloudy night
friends like these
wait long enough in the cold
the cold becomes some
kind of friend: rapt in the form
of past warm remembrances
a teacher of keeping the heart
safe from that ice in the veins