Mindful Writing ~ 2014:30

Fragments

Chinese New Year
I peel my last 
pomegranate
ever so 
slowly

new moon
the white rosebuds
never open

awake
to snow dust –
it’s almost the end
of the first
month

football fever
mom does not want
to make wings

aquarian moon
Pete Seeger 
is remembered

ag ~ 2014:30

A Faraway Place

Dark Chocolate and Pomegranate

Winterberry ripe red
dry tufts of nomadic grasses
this passing of autumn
into winter.

Seeds nestle in ’til spring
the shortest hours of daylight
as arctic air blows in 
just below shallow sunlight.

The raw caw of a crow
and a lone squirrel 
ramble through the brush
black and gray.

Glass lenses steam up
coming through the kitchen door
to the warmth and fragrance
of simmering soup.

A nook to read
with a cup of tea
under a cozy  quilt a circle
of lamplight and snow falling.

This night of dark 
sweet chocolate and tart pomegranate
belongs to that faraway place
that is simply here at home.

ag ~ 2013