Some years the sun
battles the weather
and the birds rise confused
singing of mating
as the snow slowly
smothers the wary buds
There’s a queer stillness to silent warfare between spring and winter
Spring is seldom an easy succession here.
For more successions, easy and otherwise, my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.
I waited in the city
and anticipation tasted sweet
but there is something to be said
for opening a door
and stepping into
It is hard to describe the power of an alien world outside your window
There are few words to explain the feeling of realizing your front door is a portal to adventure.
For more portals and adventures, my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.