Apples in January

I stand planted underneath

my twisted old apple tree

and peer up into late January.

Dark branches break open

the grey sky. Continue reading “Apples in January”

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January Rising

This chill mid-winter wind startles

the last of Summer’s leaves loose,

a surging flow in flight,

from trees clustered along my homeward drive.

 

Twisting together, like smoke, they move

and wind along and above this darkening lane Continue reading “January Rising”