Winter Blues

Winter whiteness shades my eyes
from the beauty of the leaf.
Stark, cold and bitter
She steals the hope from my memory.

Of the crisp green
The warm breeze.
Grey ominous clouds fill the sky
 and my mind.

I twitch only briefly
In my winter slumber.
Dormant to the requests of life.
I wait to emerge and stretch my breath.

Silohuettes of a branch filled sky.
Yearning for the cloaking
begging for the color
shaping the view.

Oh icy winter 
I beg you to rest
and let  life
spill forth again.

-JWB