April Snow – Ginger Dehlinger

A flurry of ice crystals
dusts my windshield
dances on the hood
scurries across the center line;
tiny white beads
that never seem to land.

Where are the robins?

Five miles south of here
a ripe orange sun
brought tears to my eyes.

Ginger DehlingerGinger Dehlinger writes in multiple genres, and though better known for her novels, Brute Heart and Never Done, her poetry has been published in several anthologies and online zines. She lives in Bend, Oregon with her husband and a cat. She can also be found at http://gdehlinger.blogspot.com