Ingrid Bruck is wild flower gardener and a poet inspired by nature. She lives in Amish country in Pennsylvania. This site shocases selected works by her.

First & Last - Published by:  The Unbroken Journal 


First & Last 


Your wouldn’t know we’d had winter except for one late snowfall.

The first snow falls a day and a half. Wind carves drifts half way up

windows and doors, the top of a ten foot pine plays king on the

mountain. Chimes clink, frost closes the windows behind a curtain.

A passing flock of hungry birds eats at the feeders, a black line

crowds the window sill over the door. Balloons with beaks press

on glass, they peer in, we look out. Snowdrifts close roads for

three days, our world goes inside. The storm stops, dim sun

shines. The end of snow doesn’t bring expected silence, birds in the

woods chatter so loudly it could be springtime.  


late life child

flash fire

in the hills


Date Published: January 1, 2017


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