B. A. Savage

greening rural road young, bright daffodils blossoms bob in crisp, spring breeze

cold wind menaces only bamboo visible snow-clad wind chime rings

cedar boughs bending crow cawing in silent world fence painted in snow

lone hawk in bare tree mob of crows caw from cedars cold winter morning

hunting unseen prey nor’easter ruffles feathers brown and white hawk perched

ink scratches on paper cold Nor’Easter rails outside words flow, leaves flutter

incense smoke rising candlelight meditation Buddha’s face placid

foggy winter day wish to fix woes of planet genie is needed

final day of year scratching one state at a time travels remembered

closing of the year change does not make life different fog obscuring view

alone, writing thoughts pondering departing year pen, ink and paper

wish for peace and health better year in twenty-two heal our broken planet

words swirl like snowflakes second pandemic Christmas distance is new norm

unvaccinated pandemic won’t settle down thousands die daily

muggy July night heat will settle after rain distant clouds darken

July morning fog Girl, red umbrella, white dress Temple garden steps

meditating through pandemic for four seasons cats and Buddha guide