Winter Solstice

Winter Solstice

rhythm of season

sun's angle low

further south

cool shadows

change lingers

in dormancy

buried in warmth

below the surface

waits for warmth

in cocoon of hope

that spring will come

green shoots pierce earth

Poem 19-355z

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Season, western nebraska

Winter Solitude

Winter Solitude

Horizon shrouded with bluish gray clouds

  shadows as I walk this morning

Horse outlines appear before me

  grazing in fields now dormant

19-011z
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Bites

Bites

Coldness bites

  locks its jaw

Teeth pierce sharp

  crushing bone

Wind drives deep

  under layers of clothes

An unwelcomed guest

  reluctantly leaves

Warmth returns

18-002A

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Melodic Icing

Melodic Icing

Meadowlark songs

 usher in autumn

First hard freeze

 coated white with frost

Yet they're still here

 singing their melodies

18-279z

Fall Snow Upon High Plains

Fall Snow Upon High Plains

dawn's glow festers

prismatic light

reflects upon ice

nostrils flare

exhale frosty breath

canter briskly

mane dances

tail held proud

18-290z

Renewal

Renewal

Aspen limbs arch

canopy of golden leaves

over abandoned road

Ponderosa pine forewarn

can hear it coming

in the crowns

With each gust

quivering shakes free

flaxen leaves flutters down

I alone watch

intruder in this world

awestruck in solitude

Rest upon a rock

eat my sandwich

drink in honey colors

Beauty awakens

dormant longings

restores hope

(18-265u)

Nebraska Nor'easter

Nebraska Nor'easter (18-045B)

Warmth of day collides
Winter relents
Wind howls in resistance
Spring will not yet come

Geese fight with season
Wings flapping
Yet each stroke offers little
As I watch them

Sailor like struggle
A Nebraska Nor'easter
Pushing against all
Animate and inanimate

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (18-045B)

Last Day of the Season

Last Day of the Season

Sounds of life fill the air
Whistles of referees
Sounds of kids voices
In excitement of game

Green fields at the end of October
Thump of soccer ball kicked
Sporadic cheers of parents erupt
Red and neon green flags at the corners stiff in the wind

Fields become quiet
Only four teams remain
All the age groups gone
Except the oldest age division

Coolness drifts onto the field
Sun grows low on horizon
Breeze chills the players
Parents huddle to stay warm

Then it is over
Another season drawn to a close
Disperse quickly in fading light
Cleats and shin guards put away

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

Insulated

                    Insulated

Sullen sky hides the sinking sun
Gray clouds cast gloom
Sowing disappointment in the air

Coolness of a Nebraska October day
Schizophrenic day between hot and cold
Stealing green and leaves from the living

Resignation falls like a winter coat
Insulated from season's bitterness
Darkness falls earlier now

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.