FRESH SNOW ABSORBED ALL SOUNDS

 

Fresh snow absorbed all sounds

As it fell steadily on the landscape

The quiet becoming eerily magical

All hushed, peaceful and pristine

I ADMIRE THE SLOTHS

 

I have always greatly admired the Sloth

Though not in any way the cardinal sin

I admire the Sloths of South America

Noted for their slowness of movement     

Arboreal tree Sloths of the rainforests

Sloths spend most of their unhurried lives

Hanging upside down in the trees

Their slowness suits their low-energy

Diet of leaves and helps them to avoid

Detection by predators that hunt by sight

Tree Sloths are quiet solitary creatures

Who always appear to be wearing a smile

And are happiest when they are left alone,

But Sloths really don’t like to be touched

So, don’t let their smiling face fool you

They will defend themselves if threatened

By using their razor-sharp teeth and claws

So I identify with the Sloth and could be one

Apart from the unsatisfying diet of leaves

And the hanging upside down in the trees

THROUGH THE SILENT LANDSCAPE

 

Snow was falling, soft and steady

Settling on the silent landscape  

Fresh snow laying on the old

The only sounds to be heard

Were of his crunching footsteps

Through the deep fallen snow

And his coarse rasping breaths    

Pluming in the cold morning air

I HAVE A VERY UNUSUAL PET

 

I have a very unusual pet

He’s a Madagascan Chameleon

But he can’t change colour

As he has a reptile dysfunction

I SEE GENTLY FALLING SNOW

 

I see gently falling snow

Through a picture window

Dusting the evergreens

Into perfect winter scenes

AUTUMN MORNING

 

The mist cascaded down the hillside

Like a maiden’s hair

Tumbling onto her shoulders

The bare branches of the birch trees

Pierced though the mist like fingers   

Reaching up to the heavens

OLD SNOWMEN

 

If you don’t know this

Then I think you oughta

The name for old snowmen

Is simply Water!