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Fluff floating

Veil of frost

Kisses the ground


Cobbled streets

Shelter cold dust

From icy breath

Virgin white tendrils

Crawl through fissures

To bleed grey at asphalt’s edge

Into swirling wisps

To dance amid dead leaves

November’s final breath




Pellets beating

Crystal powder

White wave crests


Country roads

Ribbon through field

Drawing shapes

Upon whitened plain

West winds hasten

To erase the disturbance

From dead cornstalk stubble

Crawls the cold to reclaim

December’s annual demise




Frozen solid


Blanket folds


Janus reigns

This lunar cycle

Facing forward

Looking back

Icy mass settles

Imposing paralysis

Civilization defies

This humbling reproach

Of January’s regime


The Burghal Hidage Added Jan 3, 2018 - 6:33am
Then in February's throes despondent 
Cloaked in illusions and blanket warm
An accidental correspondent
Weathers the remaining storm
To March, when crocus stir from slumber deep
And frozen tides will soon abate
Still much of life remains asleep
More melting they await
Stone-Eater Added Jan 3, 2018 - 11:09pm
Hübsches Gedicht, aber ich hasse Winter LOL
The Burghal Hidage Added Jan 4, 2018 - 1:19am
Versteht! Und Ich auch!  Ich war fur die Tropiker gebaut! 
The Burghal Hidage Added Jan 4, 2018 - 1:20am

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