Play I
Naked under blanket, 
Brielle, bottle of bourbon, 
watch a beautiful snowfall

flake
by
flake

bye
flake
bye

soft sputter
atop sledders

colors brighter
than voices fade

always above rooftops
salty crisp snow-air

noel, noel, noel
like a bell chimes

the world needn't be more than simply thus,
a toast to us, Brielle says to no one

Play II
her neighbors light at night 
is a hearth upon which her heart rests

her soul gazes long into its distant warmth, 
an impression, snow-rendered golden pointillé

cc: Chagall 2022