Frost Spiral [Haiku]

grape tendrils
 encased in crystalline frost.
  blows into cupped palms.

Misty River [Haiku]

early autumn morn:
fog forms over the river
‘cause the water ‘s “warm.”

Under the Falls [Haiku]

cold water pounds
 on back & shoulders: some nerves
  numb; some fire wildly.

Cold Moon [Haiku]

my breath mingles
 with a bright white moon, on a
  cold winter night.

Bone Cold [Blank Verse Sonnet]

From a stove-heated room, the snow brightens
one's mind with hope that all will be made clean,
but cleanliness is next to nothingness
and nothingness is next to loneliness.
From inside, snow is silencing and light.
It's fine and shifts like sand in desert dunes.
It's silent like the depths of a cabin
at midnight on the prairie before time.

From outside, snow saps all of one's resolve,
and makes one wish to flee the purity
it pretends to generate all around.
The cold, it bites like a full-body vice.

The feet go numb, but brains... they fire wildly --
they shake one awake, but dare one to sleep.

What the Grass Loves [Haiku]

a cold, rainy day,
but the green grass thrives --
well-watered / air fresh

Diamond Water [Haiku]

the day is cold,
but the sun is out, and 
the water sparkles

Cold Stone [Haiku]

winter: stone sculpture
of snuggled infant & mother;
my bones grow cold

Billowing Breath [Haiku]

breath billows
in the cold, evening air --
a child amused

Cold Shore [Free Verse]

Was it a lifetime ago,
or was it a dream?

I remember it being a 
long drive to a cold shore.

And I sat alone
on that shore,
and I sought a shark --
not out in the waters,
but within myself. 

Finding nothing,
I felt the thing to do
was to 
rattle in rhythm with
the twisted hustle of
pounding waves,

and I awoke, 
shivering under piercing
points of light
that somehow felt cold,
& 
made me feel cold -
deep inside.