Two Wheels To Nowhere

from February Moon Haiku, 2014

Snow crunch underfoot;
Big hound sniffs yellow patches.
Moon is nearly full.

Leash is always taut.
Dog sports twice the legs than I;
I just can’t keep up.

Moonlit bike downtown.
Cold beer at warm pub, with Pete.
Cold fog chills me; home.

Moonlight glints from skis.
Shadows cast on frozen tracks,
Blue snow blankets ground.