Blowing snow

Swirling spiral snow
Twisting through three lanes of cars
Dancing 'cross the ground.

Fake news

The Onion changed me
Forever the day I met
My beautiful wife.

Wings o' fancy

Time flies like arrows.
Fruit flies like bananas. True.
So how do I fly?

Heliophilia

The sun goes higher
In our skies as spring arrives.
Or so it would seem.

Winter mollified

Grey mist from the ground,
Rising, clouding, obscuring,
My vision all around.

Breaking format for a Translation

Aelia,
You so ugly
that your teeth jump outta yo' mouth
when you cough.

In Martial's original Latin:
Si memini, fuerant tibi quattuor, Aelia, dentes:
expulit una duos tussis et una duos.
iam secura potes totis tussire diebus:
nil istic, quod agat tertia tussis, habet.

Grrrrrr

Frustration blossoms
into flowers of fresh change
and forward movement.