the ski house.


All quiet in the ski house

And empty all around

The pillows sitting stilly

The fire dying down


Keys left on the counter

Stools left all around

Unmade beds

And sleepy heads are all that’s left here now.


All quiet settles in now

As the skiers take the slopes

And the breathing of those still sleeping here

Now floats around, all around


I can see icicles out the window

Frozen into place

So on this couch

And in this house

I settle in for the day.



8 thoughts on “the ski house.

  1. Sounds wonderful! I can totally see your cabin. There is such a wonderful feeling of clam and anticipation of a whole relaxing,quiet day. Makes me yearn for the same. Enjoy! Enjoy!

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