winter 2017 haiku and micropoetry

Flock of tarnished brass
Waits for a vernal polish
to be bright again.

horns heard overhead:
an elegant brass quartet
in white tuxedos.

gallery sculptures
polished by the sun and wind
hushed by their whispers

unwashed but refreshed,
aching but strengthened,
tired but renewed:
a weekend in the wilderness

Loving the white,
embracing the snow;
Dreaming of green,
impatient to grow!

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