Fog envelopes
the earth in a hug
of its
soft sweet blanket,
coating trees
like dipping
apples in caramel
and then fluffy sprinkles.

In

Jack Frost

Jack Frost creeps around the trees

In the night time winter freeze

Over hill tops down the dell

To the houses

WINTER’S SPLENDOR

Across the frosted fields there looms

within the glow of haloed moon

the silhouettes of sculptured

poised, in stillness
a gleaming layer of frost
shatters a loon's cry

Frozen shadow of moist

lend your breath, to voice

Spring up, grasses, laying down

laiden, with your frosted gown

Speak to me,