Thursday, January 12, 2017


The windows are encrusted in a crystal coat of ice, 
     and I can not see outside.
The steps are glazed, the sidewalk is made treacherous, 
     the cars are encased, the roads are unsafe.
Before I go out to deal with it, to cope with it, to address it
     I meditate on warm and vital things.


1 comment:

Martha Jane Orlando said...

Your photos never cease to amaze me, Tim! Thank you for bringing some warmth and vibrancy into my day.