Big Triku ‘The Top?’

I turn a corner,

to face the gradual rise

of another hill.

~

When I reach the end, by the

blue sky, will it only be to see

the path continue upward?

~

Surely some corner,

before the clouds, will show the

glorious summit?

Big Triku ‘Christmas Flutters’

Damp and gloomy here,

somewhere in a frozen air,

snow falls thick and cold.

~

I close my eyes and find I‘m

there, a billion snowflakes circling round

my cabin on the mountain.

~

Inside my own snow

globe, crackling fire inside, I

watch the world of white.