Sizzle, chisel and slip

Sizzle, chisel and slip
Sizzle, chisel and slip
The sounds of a
Snowstorm
As my skis disappear
Beneath a broad stroke of snow
A woodpecker
Pounds at
A distance tree
In search of a midstorm
Meal –
The snow trickles through
Cinnamon brown beech leaves,
Shifts fine over rock,
Snag and
Green.
Rounds out edges
settles in soft humps, inviting
The dent of a footstep.
Displays unprinted for a
time.