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wind-whispered promise
An original poem by MaryJane Nordgren
despite the cold
that burrows under the skin
to gnaw at the marrow
in my bones
the wind that lifts
and swirls sparkling flakes
tells me the snow will cling
to the mountains
and, in the spring, melt
as water for crops
a gift longer-term
and worth my shivering
mjNordgren 12/26/2022 Omaha
phases of the mist
An original poem by MaryJane Nordgren
mist resting, languid, between the hills
the few pre-dawn lamps twinkling
among shadows as mists lift and stretch
anticipating the rosy warmth of sunrise
will lift them to evaporation
to continue in their rounds
of water cycle on which our unheeding
lives depend