first snow flakes
leaves are turning
red, yellow and orange
grass is starting
to turn brown
frost is waiting to bite
afternoon sun is low
in the southern sky
geese are lining up
in a big V in the blue heavens
to head south for winter food
squirrels are gathering
nuts each day and storing
them in their nest high in the trees
Saturday 23rd October 2021 4:10 pm
Listen closely and hear
To know what the dawn needs
Tired eyes and a drifting thought
You must be astronaut sat upon God’s knees
Closer to hear
What the colors of dawn needs
Poppyseed fields at the foot of a valley
The crimson of God’s teeth
Wednesday 29th September 2021 6:58 pm
And on a lonely seat in a cold winter night where it all began. Yearning for what once was, but not still and never again.
Was it hope bewitching my mind. Thinking all ache has passed. Or was it true serenity that was too rare to last.
In the dark of night my mind wanders free. Seeking a relief beyond my reach.
Then the day comes and it's darker still. Though the sun shines bright, my sunrise i...
Tuesday 24th August 2021 7:29 pm
no wintry night beats
and rattles my windowpane
like Marley's ghost
the freezing gusts, too, are a farce,
so is the unlawful snow
the Spring is just concealed
a bit short of here;
buds begin swelling
though carpeted with ice
© Brian Hodgkinson Jr. (aka) Limericist 2021
Wednesday 7th April 2021 6:12 pm
letter to spring / michael kwack
in a wind
there's a scent of spring
i've passed the winter away
in a far place alone
but only hours of emptiness
and got to write letters now
the last confessions
to me and others
then to meet the spring
in complete quietness
Thursday 25th February 2021 11:05 am
This winter afternoon
Everything is calm
Everything is silence around me
I only listen to my thoughts
And the inevitable noise
coming from the heater.
I am sitting, staring at nothing
Deep wounds bleed again
Hard times come to me
Long sleepless nights
Sad and old songs
Therapies, books, movies and...
Wednesday 17th February 2021 2:32 pm
Our first snow in so many years…
Can you believe it?
See the white coat that our life wears?
Let’s just go out and live it.
I will not watch life through the keyhole
Hypnotized by the view,
When I can finally touch your soul
And tango with you.
I’ve grown deaf in the spring rain,
In the summer heat,
But now when it snows again,
I hear your heartbeat.
Wednesday 17th February 2021 12:07 am
it's right underneath,
brewing under my chest
this quiet whisper circling-
not spiraling downwards as
i often tend to, but in a way a
gentle breeze swirls a handful
of leaves and they flutter away.
there's an inquisitive nature
to it where there is somehow a
sense of magic at hand, and yet
somehow there must be a reason
to it all. a scientific process that
Tuesday 2nd February 2021 9:44 pm