Thursday, 30 November 2017

A Sprinkling of Snow!

My rooftop terrace glistens white
November snowfall overnight
The leaves I should have swept away
Lie frozen solid on display!

I should have brought some plants inside
They glare at me like angry bride
All growth is stilted, put on hold
Transfixed in December cold.

We enter the last month of the year
With slush and silence everywhere
The great tree just within my view
Is stark, the wind whips sharply through ...

Cocooned inside, with heat and light
I marvel at this «Christmas» sight
All sounds are muffled, far away;
I must wrap up warm today!

(c) Poet in the woods 2017

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