Winter Haiku

'Blowing in the Wind' by Nina Bradica, Flickr


god blows on the winter trees
to remind us
we are alive

sounds of release

'Release' by Holly Friesen

you cannot give
what you never had
your soul caves in
your mind scrambles
for a shovel

release the sounds
send them on their merry way
back to the sorrow filled houses
where music lay still
as a graveside after the weeping

send them back to the carnivals
the smoky bars
the houses of shouting
the wanting
the wanting
the gaping mouths of need

beads of sweat
on my forehead
roll down my nose
drip onto my chest
i absorb them back
into my body