A sun-kissed day.
A light breeze moves the grass in sea waves.
The long grass resists the mower blades, as the yellow-flowered weeds lament never seeing the bees again.
A shiver reminds me that Winter wants to hold on, yet Spring is here to stay.
Category: winter
Cool Against the Skin
A faint whisper
from a long summer.
A dark blanket
from a cold winter.
By the sea,
By the hills,
By both, we
feel cool
against
the skin.
Winter to Spring
Encased within winter,
between the green hills
and
the blanket grey sky
you hear a faint whisper.
You hear a whisper
from spring,
a spring
cool
against
the skin.
My Season
A wild rain soaks the ground,
the wind whips the rain coming down,
the temperature drops down.
My beloved winter season,
I must bid you farewell once again,
to welcome another spring.
I will miss the cold winter nights,
yet I must let you go,
to move towards the north again.
Gloves
Frost in the morning
A quiet mist hanging low
Gloves for the journey
Moss
nature’s cute carpet
standing in the numbing cold
a winterish night
Winter Nose
watching the last colours
grey, mauve, dirty white
distant layers of lost coral
disconnected in the dark
the tip of my nose feels cold
a quiet feeling at five pm
the coral layers are no more
between twilight and the night
my whole nose is cold now
Haiku: Winter
Restive Saturday
Winter moving through the hills
Watching the grass move
Hydrangea in Bloom
Spring has come to your heart, yet I sit here in my Winter world wondering what you’re doing with all of those so-called “friends“.
I love you, yet you are like a Hydrangea in bloom. Your love will last from early spring until late Autumn, yet it never sustains the Winter.
Very Short Story: The Snarl
Spring is on the wind, flowers begin to bloom, and the day is new.
Walking to remember the Winter you cannot forget, walking to shed some of the much-loved Winter calories.
Passing by a new neighbour, the dog greets you with a smile and the neighbour a snarl.
C & K 