Vitamin D

This dragging winter of dread and despair
Lingers later and longer, bitter bite in the air
Where is spring’s welcoming warm embrace?
Filling warm golden rays ‘cross this gray, dreary space

Vitamin D loss is taking its toll
Bones brittle, sight sad, heart hurt, mood droll
Supplements, shots, salmon, sprays can’t compare,
To the comforting rays of sun-swayed spring air

I dream for days basking in soothing sun
Yet, I’m stuck inside, mood coming undone
This lack of light has squashed my soul low,
Vitamin D, how I miss your golden glow

Days long, skies gray, wind wet, nights cold
My mind’s feeling murky, my spirit so old
Let’s schedule weeks worth of warmer days to come,
When gray clouds will part, revealing the sun.

Waiting for Spring

Winter’s cold grip
Firmly gray and old
Bare tree branches
All muted and browned

Sun hides silvery behind gray skies
Above the barren land
Yet hope will soon sprout
From today’s frozen ground

Sleeping seeds on winter’s rest
Will soon awake, arise
As sun grows stronger
And lingers longer

Soon they’ll burst in brilliant sprays
Of oranges, purples, yellows
With fragrant breezes taking flight
Causing hardened soul to mellow


Thirty days
Thirty dragging days
Plus one
One extra dragged-out day
Thirty one dragging days

Four weeks
Four long-winded weeks
Plus a few
Extra days
Weeks without end

You begin with a blast
As the world’s celebrations
Of light and love end
Dragging your feet through
Your coldest and darkest days

We regress to reality
Surrender our lives
To our oppressive obligations
Becoming submissive
Victims of oppressive systems

January deserves more light
Instead we endure
A heavy winter wait
A simple promise
Of brighter days

Dark and Stormy

Clouds crash
drizzle devolves
into drencher

Temperatures will
shift rain
into snow

Making morning
slippery and slow

crash drizzle
devolves into drencher

He must rise
to weather
his winter adventure

promises urge him:

drizzle devolves
into drencher

Temperatures will
drop shift
rain into snow

Click here to begin this story. Here’s what you might have missed:

1. Three houses
2. Winter’s Arrival
3. Bless This Mess

Winter’s Arrival

“Looks like

She holds steamy mug
with both hands.
The scene from the
warm white-light
framed picture window
warns of winter’s
western approach.

Patches of pink
mingled with 
blue, black and
billowing clouds
reflect sun’s glow
as it crosses
beneath horizon.

“How much
do you think
will fall?”

“Forecast says six
to eighteen inches.”

He doesn’t bother
looking up
from book
when he speaks.
He has become 
accustomed to this ritual.
He reads 
his stories 
as he sits
in comfortable
recliner kids
gifted him
upon retirement.

She stands
at window and watches
stories unfolding
on street just steps
from their
cozy front room.

He listens
to participate
in dear wife’s

to cover 
those weeds,
I hope.”

She lifts her chin
as she looks
at tousled track
of land next door.
Subtle hints of contempt
invade the normally
sweet strain of 
her soothing voice.

“It makes 
the rest
of the us
look so
so trashy.”

“Mmmm hmmm.”

He is tempted 
to say more,
what’s the point?
Expressing true thoughts
surely leads
to injured affections.
The remainder
of the evening
would be uncomfortably
…and quiet.

Easier to
mumble approval
and continue
on his stories.
He enjoys
white noise
his wife provides
as mind escapes
into his stories
in precious books.

of snow.
I hope roads
are clear.
I hate the thought 
of kids traveling
in bad weather.”

“They’ll be fine.”

This time
he looks up
from book
to observe
winter scene 
and swirling outside.

“They’ll be fine.
We’ll have 
a great Christmas

Missed the first part? Check it out here: Three houses. Up next: Bless This Mess.