Don’t Winter

Photo taken in SE Portland, OR

Friday, January 12, 2024

I’m unsure I know how to embrace you,

You’re cold, wet, dark and gloomy,

You’re heavy through morning,

Yet bright at noon time,

But not for long—

By 4 o’clock,

You dim,

And you hide,

Fading sun’s light—

Replaced by moonshine,

As sunlight through night,

Glowing leaves from autumn,

From trees that dropped them,

To our grounds that caught them,

Breaking falls into winter—so there,

Go shiver—so brisk I’ve got bitter,

Wind chills, and we all timber,

Trees falling by slivers—

Yet grounded, timber,

They fall and I don’t,

Still winter, I won’t,

Some chill and I,

Do other stuff,

Like write,

And configure,

Forgetting to shiver,

But that’s what I’ve chose,

As my winter-like coat,

For now, each word,

A breeze, I wrote,

For now, I go,

Like winter,

And snow,

Bye bye,

– Budd

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