winter – Page 5

Gloves

Frost in the morning
A quiet mist hanging low
Gloves for the journey

nature’s cute carpet
standing in the numbing cold
a winterish night

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

Restive Saturday
Winter moving through the hills
Watching the grass move

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.

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.

Bare branches begin
to grow as the sunshine turns
Winter into Spring.
Rolling down the scented hills
of peach and pineberry.

Obscured by darkness
Revealed by moonlight
Beauty amongst roses
Ugliness in those eyes
Purring for a night kiss
Lips cold as winter ice

Overcome by Anthomania,
Springtime vibes on the warming breeze.

Early buds will soon bloom,
Wintertime comes to the Southern lands.

A forest dream
under the full moon.

The wolves run wild,
an owl hoots,
the trees whisper words
you cannot understand.

A silvery moon
hides behind the clouds.

The shiver up your spine,
flesh touches flesh,
a warm breath of darkness
as you wake up.