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I was here, yet I was there
in a windswept green with
the Northern wind words.
Lost in the deep green, the
moss, and the beginning of
snow falling upon my face.
Lucid dreaming of a dreamed
up land coming to life, the
world around me loses form.
There and here.
The forest is full of the sounds of snow-covered trees, scurrying creatures, and the hoot of an owl.
By the lambent glow of the lamp, a witch walks along carrying a song to the trees, the snow, and the Earth.
As she walks, trees bow, creatures dance, and the owl nods.
A Forest Spirit
Softly moving through the snow
No words left to say
Cherry blossom dream
feeling the flakes of snow fall
back in the office
Very beautiful
The sunlit Gardenias
blossoming warm snow
Very beautiful
The sunlit Gardenias
Blooming for our love
Whispers from you haunt the
places and spaces we shared.
Winter winds whisper words
once spoken from your lips.
Wishing you to stand beside
me and say my name kindly.
Winter winds whisper a name
once yours; then, then Kadota.
Whispers of you linger as the
snow falls from my heart.
Soft still snow-covered streets
sit still waiting for paw prints.
Soft still snow-covered night
stays still and dark until light.
Soft still snow-covered trees
stand still watching paw prints.
Standing in the snow,
so alone with no one.
Tears of anger fall fast
freezing into shapes.
Standing in the forest,
swearing about snow
Fears fade with the tears,
as you look at the shapes.
Cluttered and bundled in the snow,
so still, as the effects of defeat set in.
Take from you only yesterday,
yet it’s been more than a year.
Sweet faces appear behind your eyes
to haunt your day and night dreams.
Cracks start to appear within you,
as your heart begins to break apart.
The person of all those years ended sharply,
now replaced by something very different.
Alone in the snow, you slowly rise to feel
the weight of the wild wind altering you.
Different now, you walk from the woods
back to that home now yours for good.
Their cries won’t bring your heart back
for it has turned
to something colder than snow –
Ice.
Light upon the mountain peaks,
a winter mist shrouds the land.
Snow carpet covers our hearts,
snowflakes of our love fall softly.
You reach for me with mitten joy,
I say silly lovey things in my head.
You look at me I hold you close,
a winter mist encases us in a hug.
C & K 