winter fog

 I forgot how much I missed that first winter fog

as it rolled in so suddenly

disguised within a missed sunrise

 
how that squirming awoke within our bellies

telling us it was nearly spring

we had only yet to sleep

before our own inner buds would poke from the ground

 
And that soft soothing snow-scent

the rolled in from the east

chilling our fingers telling us to stay inside

but all we wanted to do was run out and play, 

 
to go out into the world

and claim what still was ours

not of another nor of this earth

but simply of our own spirits

- b

November 14, 2021

 Photo Credit: Erda Estremera