photo by Naomi
Snow Cat


From the window she hunts

Snowflakes riding winter winds.

She leaps!

Pinning herself to the screen

Like a snow glob stuck to the glass

Before it seeps to the floor.


Snow Boy


From the window he hunts
Snowstorms riding distant winds.

He wishes!

Pressing himself to the cold

Like a breath that fogs the glass

Before it disappears.



Snow Girl


From the window she hunts

Snow angels riding glistening winds.

She peers.

Angling herself to the glass

Like a ray of sunlight that shines bright

Before breaking into color.



Snow Dog

From the window he hunts
Snow boots trudging through frigid winds.
He dreams!
Turning away from the cold
Like a door that shuts
Before the intruder arrives.





© 2012 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

I am all cold hands piling, rolling, rounding happiness eventually accumulated.

© 2012 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

I’m climbing up the stair.
It’s dark up there. It’s dark up there.
The light switch isn’t down the stair.
It’s way up there. It’s way up there.
I’m climbing up the stair.
Do I dare ask who’s waiting there?
I know that ghosts are very rare,
But still one might be hiding there.
I’m climbing up the stair.
I feel a tingle in my hair.
I think perhaps I feel a stare.
I think perhaps I feel a glare.
I’m climbing up the stair.
It isn’t fair. It isn’t fair.
To send me to the ghosts’ dark lair.
Don’t they care? Don’t they care?
I tiptoe, tiptoe up the stair.
I flip the switch. I’ve made it there.
The light shines here. The light shines there.
I gave that ghost a great big scare!

© 2012 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

Silent
Oaks post
Endless broken fences
Silent
Deer nibble
Last year’s crumbs
Silent
Lichens dissolve
Ancient granite markers
Silent
Mushrooms remove
Retired forest sentries
Silent
Shoots spear
Winter’s cracked cloak
Silent
I walk
Among old friends

© 2012 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

Mandarins
Promise sunshine
And hot concrete.
Clementines
Call rhymes
For scorching feet.
Navels
Spray sweetness
In thirsty eyes.
Tangerines
Paint blazes
Across gray skies.

© 2012 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved