I hear it
through the whispering pines-
winter's song

(First posted on my blog, Softspoken)

winter chill-
your warm whispers
tickle my ear

listening
as snow lands on snow-
I melt

pale white moon
through naked branches-
whispers in the dark

cold toes
in warm sand-
cerulean waves
crash onto the shore
of my winter daydream

malevolent wind
rattles my Christmas spirit-
bills in the mailbox