January 1

Delaware National Seashore – Winter Horizon from the Highway
Sky striated blue through gray
pierced by dry dark pines,
sun’s light slowly pushing through.

January 8

After a poem by Rumi
The bud inside the heart rolls open
slow spiral of possibility.
I wish I could hold still
the flower at its fullest.

January 15

Before Snow
No snow yet, it may come still
anticipation
lingers. Cold quiet blanket.