wet gloves
and cold hands. . .
shaping my ammo

Sean Lee

slush,
    smush,
        gush,
melting memories

Sarah Bogle

tiny footprints
in the snow
suddenly stop

Glenna McKenzie

tiny tracks
in the snow—
an early morning song

Christina Reed

wet gloves
and cold hands. . .
shaping my ammo

tiny footprints
in the snow
suddenly stop

top quarter champion

wet gloves
and cold hands. . .
shaping my ammo

top half champion

wet gloves
and cold hands. . .
shaping my ammo

bottom quarter champion

tires crunch the ice
with each time I wonder
Is it her?

tires crunch the ice
with each time I wonder
Is it her?

gently licking
ice…
from his paw

almost time to go home. . .
a sudden chill
a shift in the wind

Sean Lee

tires crunch the ice
with each time I wonder
Is it her?

Mary Smith

soft black coat
glistens with the snow
cold feet

Andrea Earnest

gently licking
ice…
from his paw

Christina Reed

top half champion

wet gloves
and cold hands. . .
shaping my ammo
 

champion

hearses parked. . .
heads bowed
trees dressed in white

bottom half champion

hearses parked. . .
heads bowed
trees dressed in white
 

snowy night
tooth beneath her pillow
one buck or two?

Glenna McKenzie

snow packed road
the plow
did it again

Marcie Holeman

sea of white
can’t open
the storm door

Jane Rieman

two broken windows
in the garage door
twin piles of snow inside

Becky Ives

snow packed road
the plow
did it again

two broken windows
in the garage door
twin piles of snow inside

top quarter champion

snow packed road
the plow
did it again

bottom half champion

hearses parked. . .
heads bowed
trees dressed in white

bottom quarter champion

hearses parked. . .
heads bowed
trees dressed in white

snow blowing. . .
i hide inside
a house made of snow

hearses parked. . .
heads bowed
trees dressed in white

Alan shovels for Gerri again
he just thinks
she’s older than me

Mary Smith

snow blowing. . .
i hide inside
a house made of snow

Sean Lee

hearses parked. . .
heads bowed
trees dressed in white

Sean Lee

deceitful winter snow
you look so pretty from
my kitchen window

Becky Ives