The fat full moon thrusts its hard light into my room striping my bed in fertile mourning darkness. Against the greying sky, waving branches warn the cold is here and coming, in winter’s inevitable embrace.
Tag: winter
Frost-Time
Now that it’s winter the grass is stiff and frosted and you are not here to play summer games, how shall I laugh and stay warm? What does winter hold? Are there gifts I can accept?
This Bleak Midwinter
Christmas lights the colour of twilight, and a heritage nativity set, - A bleak celebration avoiding plastic Santas or plastic regrets Awaiting a new year, watching changes from remembered winters, listening to the noise of fools heard on the tv news.
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