late night chill—
snowflakes
shredding the darkness
Leanne Jaeger
sudden wind gust—
a memory
moving in me
Leanne Jaeger
living alone—
held
by my cat’s purr
Leanne Jaeger
three paths to the summit
I take the middle way
Leanne Jaeger
following
my breath—
clear skies
Leanne Jaeger
winter chill
a duck nestles
into itself
Leanne Jaeger
Echidna Tracks 