so set in my ways —
winter window with a
potted geranium

soot-dusted snow
the shadow of my rebuke
on the child’s face

behind the locked gate
more snow buries
thin gravestones

winter garden
the puppy unearths bones
the lost dog buried

snow falling —
the same sound
in all her shells

January sales
a clown’s car steals
my parking space

troubled by words
I look away —
moonlight on crusty snow

winter stars —
the cat’s caterwaul
between junked cars

yesterday’s snow —
the dog’s path
one way

giggles
in grandma’s afghan
winter moon