zoey and samuel


among the tiny chairs of the classroom

the little ones away


an embrace




amos takes aim 

the sound is stark and unequivocal


reverberates among the rocky ridgetops

and concave snowy sweep of the valley


stillness returns as the echo fades

red on white







hattie take a few moments for herself


admires the crystalline flakes of snow

that gently fell overnight


fell atop the already deep and chilling blanket


she imagines spring with impatience

and with a sigh


for this is perfect








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Written on 2021-02-19 at 14:07

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
You leave huge impasto paintings in the readerís eyes with such small sure definitive brush strokes. Bravo!