Two flames

travels with our vintage camper

there is coffee now

and the purring ripple of the pellet stove

two flames in crackling unison

warming just one room.

the dark morning in the single digits

a coastal storm in tow

tomorrow will arrive with the sound of ice

against the windows

and I will wake

wild with radiant awe

winter storms on mornings so dark

stir in me

a giddy reverence

wishing only that the call of grown-up things

did not have to take my dark mornings away

that I could stay here

listening to ice on glass

watching two flames

warming just one room.IMG_4739

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