Poem: December Tenth

frozen iota
drifting accumulation
wafting into fluffy layers
making me reluctant to drive
and content to sit sipping
watching winter while
the restless cloudy sky
blankets the resting earth
briskly kissing breezes
whispering words sweetly
“sleep well my love;
dream well my dear;
I’ll see you once again
blooming in the spring.”


2 responses

  1. How lucky we are to get to read your beautiful words daily this month and try to envision what you see.

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    1. Thanks – trying to make myself start writing again. They are rather uninspired – and good practice!


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