Warm, sunny days ease

discomfort, bring relief from

the stalking of colds.

~

Northward, bitter rains

instill a bone-deep shiver

harsher than the deepest snow.

Maybe after two

attempted populist coups,

they will discard that playbook?

~

When winning is all

that matters, losers refuse

to accept defeat.

Cardinals bring color

to these January days

and help keep the blues at bay

~

Riots of color

brighten the drab winterscape,

even if only in spots.

May there be a calm

before the breaking chaos,

or, at least, a hiatus?

~

Drama kings and queens

will ensure that chaos rules

as long as they have the throne.

Just to see the light

of the sun caress the leaves

soothes our housebound souls.

~

There’s light in finding

loyal and faithful children

who bring soothing comfort food.

We take our wellness

for granted until sickness

pays us a visit.

~

Some relish sickness.

Perhaps they feel unworthy

to bask in a healthy glow?

Precise ritual

nourishes the heart and soul

of the sacred space.

~

Knox and the two cats

have rituals of their own

which I must follow.

The morning sun made

quite an entrance. The sky turned

red in anticipation.

~

Every sailor knows

what red skies in morning mean;

do you know something different?

Time is of essence

when our need is the greatest;

otherwise, it ebbs and flows.

~

Hopefully as time

goes by we finally learn

how to ride the waves.

Bringing our old selves

into a new year

means nothing basic will change.

~

Basically you’re right.

Sometimes our poems will post

on schedule… and sometimes not.

As this old year draws

to its long awaited close,

what good can we say of it?

~

The answers vary,

but many would say they’re glad

to wish this old year goodbye.

Crystal icy air

lends stars a merry twinkle

but makes watching misery.

~

Unfortunately

all that sparkles is not gold

when the air is icy cold.