Autumn left as Winter dawns,
yet a calm intensity begins.
Linger it does within the hues,
as pink takes blue to indigo.
Crisp longings linger within,
yet the calm sea calls to me.

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Autumn left as Winter dawns,
yet a calm intensity begins.
Linger it does within the hues,
as pink takes blue to indigo.
Crisp longings linger within,
yet the calm sea calls to me.
hypnotic snowflakes
a forest shrouded in my
warm winter dreaming
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.
clear, cool winter sky
revealing hidden colours
only for my eyes
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.
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.
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.
Winter’s twilight.
Oh, grey and dull work day,
go away and leave the rest of today,
for I wish for somethin’ strong and sweet!
Childhood memories of creaming
soda soft drinks and sugary spiders.
No longer a child, yet naughty feelings
set in with the grey as I drink my stout.
Frost in the morning
A quiet mist hanging low
Gloves for the journey