winter

Stonewalling

A personality trait certain to push me to the edge

one toe over the line

one heel firmly planted

indecision

fight or flight

their way or the highway

runners run to finish

and final is the end

Give me land

lots of land

under starry skies above

keep your dogs

and your cats

in your homes

and your yards

please fence them in

While I ponder

why my garden

once again

fails to thrive

the tartar-yellowed dog

dully, duly, dutifully

crosses from his pristine yard

to mark his pissted cross in mine

what say you

when spring comes

snow leaves

ice melts

on leaves

piles

November December January

February and March

his gifts to me

will be returned to sender