Behind Weeping Birch
rosy clouds
- Happy New Year

blue tits
defer to sparrows
a thrush ignores the dogs

water droplets
suspended in a lattice of dreams
the mist draws back

difficult...
deep-snow-walking--I pause,
to write this
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..Copyright 2010 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled, spirit Ram;
reaching into the poet's heart
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midnight fog
turns streetlights into haloes
hungry fox darts past

tilting at the world
the late morning finds
a smaller snowman 

Blithe Spirit 
vol 20 no. 4 issn 1353-3320 (2010) 

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bleary solar orb
 still gummy with last night's mists
barely sees the day

'Cross the Winter sky 
 Sirius hounds Orion 
 big screen , slow motion

heavy rain thunders
into dark, silent streets
willow trembles

hear the reports
of lights in the sky
- another year drawn to its close

flurries of snow
shroud the path, the trees
the rubbish bins

the sun behind clouds
lights them like magma
frost hardens

fairy lights
on a christmas tree
a present unwrapped

first christmas

your warm smile recalled
won't release this hard ground
entombed by snow

Christmas truce -
a small spider
crosses the kitchen

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trêve de Noël -
une petite araignée
traverse la cuisine

a magpie darts
its's wings a Chinese fan
dislodging snow

snow turns to ice
a blackbird squeezes
under the bird table

A reminder
have to meet my wife
under the mistletoe

pink and lilac
sweep through the morning sky
a flock of sparrows

all day sun
a crooked snowman drops
his M&M smile

we run to the store
to look for the present
the full moon over us

my frozen tree
holds nets of seeds
small birds fly in to view

fresh snowfall
cloaks the garden in white
blackbirds

condensation
on the windows
Jack Frost paintings

sparrow gather
on the buddleia branches
dried flower husks

day length
five hours ten minutes
feels like falling

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päivän pituus
reilut viisi tuntia
kuin putoaisin

thick frost
covering the bird table
sparrows and blue tits

cannoli
dusted with powdered sugar -
white Christmas

blackbirds peck
at old, frozen apples
fish, encased in ice

fresh snow -
footprints
leave home

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neige fraîche -
des traces de pas
quittent la maison

a dusting of snow
under a layer of ice
winter-fluffed sparrows

tapping the old wood of desire --
under darkness river folds to ice

afternoon commute
singing "slip slidin' away"
as I crawl home...

slow day -
the Christmas tree salesman
plays solitaire

forecast snow
but the sky cries cold tears
the last snow melts

no matter what
there will always be light

no matter what
there will always be hope

no matter what
there will always be something

green

at the wake
a single white rose petal
falls to the gound

sweeping the snow
in old boots -
my cramped feet

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balayant la neige
en vieilles bottines -
mes pieds à l'étroit

grey skies
leach colour from the world
I plant alliums

rain patters
cleaning away old snow
squirrel on the bird table

shoals of snowflakes
the call of the ground
unheard

Ashes to ashes
dust to dust... all this beauty
of winter sadness

is nothing more than a nest
of poems and romances

grey clouds
squat like toads on houses
bare-leafed willow

today,
I offer you a snowstorm
O heart of mine
I will glove you too--we'll have
to be strong, until she claims you
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..circa Dec. 12, 2010
..Copyright 2010 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Harmony;
reaching into the poet's heart
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brittle now
the rope of poison ivy
--white winds

viburnum
dotted with red berries
snow clouds gather

coal tits
check the bird table
scolded by crows

in the hollows
a pond cradled
in snow and ice

like a slow motion film
the world becomes green again
thaw

Snow
on your skin like
silence

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Lumi
ihollasi kuin
hiljaisuus

white clouds
sail across a blue sky
sunshine on snow

fourth watch stroll
bronzed canna leaves
sparkle in the moonlight

Christmas lights -
on the aerial
a gull screams

yellow flowers
appear on the mahonia
coal tits chatter

our black cat,
tail flicking on white snow
a blackbird , feeding

over the snow
a glitter of frost crystals
robin red-breast

melting snow
reveals the birdhouse
blue tits flitting

cars crawl
along compacted snow
sparrows return

black windows
where the old man lived -
ice on my cheek

morning spark
along with the sky
a girl is blushing

listening
to the sonorous silence
of snow piling up


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icicles hang
from above the window
Morning Star

morning-
above the still world
colors crawl

icicles
hang like knives from the roof
old man crow, crying