Summer and Winter

1.

Simmering whimsically,

the bubbles pop and dance

like rainbows against the summer sky—

stunned, you watch

as though you exist

as them—

I wish the bare trees would flower soon,

I would pluck the blossoms

and place them on your cheeks,

watch you blush…

2.

Sickle breasted hillocks,

merge and expand—

like you breathing , on a dark winter night

Mornings quiver with excitement,

like fresh napkins hung out to dry

in the cold January breeze.

Seizing a clump of wet earth,

I watched her regain her

feeling

for the grimy , the sodden,

the textures of disgust.