Watching Winter

Watching Winter

Joel Holland

the sun shows off before you want it most, returns

larger after you lose it / watermelon hues / scattered skies /

fading flurries / high-albedo hills / your yearn to stay still /

liquid moods / darkened arrays / early evening’s return

for each of us / strained eyes / underlined pages /

stiff branch bouquets fade / six-sided flakes fall /

headstrong fawns dance with traffic / light prints

left in the lawn / slow-moving neighbors / cordial waves /

the local lake’s steady crack startles greylag geese /

there will be many winters left to watch / spot the

frozen shore’s crystal conch / the breeze carries salt &

what used to be our body heat / in cars, under blankets, and

in between, there will be many winter’s left to watch / how

parking lot puddles turn to ice / ordinary nights are made

to be otherwise / your eyes are open, now.

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Joel Holland
Poet & Missions Director

Joel adores his bride, Chloe. He currently serves as Missions Director for his local church & pursues screenwriting with his UCLA alumni. He has been published in Fathom, Calla Press, and Kansas City Voices. You can follow him on Instagram at: https://www.instagram.com/_joel_ba/

Photography by Naraa N.B.