Four winter poems

On a February day

The scattering flakes
of snow
that rioted in the air
all morning

now lie tiered
on the earth's long table
as folded napkins.

Robert K. Johnson

a bright yellow beach ball
frozen in the sea grass
waiting for summer.

Irene M. Sabean

two buttons missing
on my old coat
twinkle in the snowman's eyes

June Moreau

The winter wind
blowing the moon
across the sky.

Matthew Rodman

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