Long Spring Poems

Winter, homeless and drunk on the sidewalk he lays, a cold and bitter thing  
But winter slumbering in the open air, wears on his smiling face a dream of spring  
 
Winter lives on the harder side of life unchosen, so winter takes more than he gives  
Cold winds talk of winter’s death, yet survivors bloom for beauty and all that lives  
 
Memories of blue shadows I can recall, when I woke to find a wonderland of snow last year  
Everything covered in an angel's coat of white purity, with ice sickles crying a melting tear  
 
The quiet...