Southwest winter

By Ralph Walbridge
Friday December 29, 2006

Southwest winter 



snow rides the rafters 

as day comes down 

a shute of sun 


truth burns wearily 

in the fireplace 


an old man rises pensively 

seeking bearings in pinon 

and sage 


he frets sometimes 

a joker pulled from 

a random deck of memories 


wild one played in too many hands 


he falls back 


refers to the cold outside 


what can be saved 

along the red deck of sun 

shadows will find lengths 

of ground 

throughout the day 


between them snow will darken 

where its fallen