Each single crystal, each pattern – an ice puzzle - scissors on the snow
A place to gather words before they get lost.
Each single crystal, each pattern – an ice puzzle - scissors on the snow
A slip and a slide; the hashtags mark where weather collides with football
for Algot
Annotated songs across an entire year; John's (song)Book of Days
for #ds106 with This Year: 365 Songs Annotated (A Book Of Days) by John Darnielle (of Mountain Goats fame)
The tree bark's a map of lines leading up, like vines; each path ends at sky
A long whispered sigh signals itself from the glass carafe on the kitchen counter as the small pot of coffee gurgles its way to a stop; I fill a mug, take a sip and begin to write
for #ds106
Almost a baseball buried beneath the soft ground, the turnip surprises
Extinguished candles dancing in rhythmic patterns of soft soot and smoke
One leaf on the tree refuses to snap and fall – rage against the change
Slow thaw – a slow drip of words that come from somewhere inside a locked box
A burst of the cold traveling through winter clothes, we hug ourselves warm