WHEN WINTERS BITE IS TAMED

 

When winters bite is tamed

Spring brings forth the shoots

Then summer scents the flowers

And the autumn earns the fruits

THE WINTER LAND LIES

 

The winter land lies

In suspended animation

Part of life’s eternal cycle

And with it, paused

Is its Infinite variety

But as the earth turns

Mother natures seed waits

Beneath the February snows

RED BERRIES

 

Red Berries grow

In abundance

On the holly bush

As the snow falls

Nature’s bounty

On the bough

Mother Nature

Stocking her Larder

For the long bitter

Winter to come

WHITE BERRIES

 

White berries grow

In abundance

On the mistletoe

As the snow falls

Nature’s bounty

On the bough

Mother Nature

Stocking her Larder

For the long bitter

Winter to come

WINTER MAIDEN

 

Winter maiden

Draped afresh

In a pure white

Unsullied cloak

Hugging her contours

Uncorrupted

In its perfect purity

Her Pristine draperies

Like crisp white linen

Lying undisturbed

Natures maiden

In her winter coat

A SNOWMANS TALE

 

When I was very little

My dad and his brother

Built a huge snowman

Bigger than any other

 

He was as tall as Dad

And was round and fat

It had coal for eyes

And a big black hat

 

A scarf about its neck

For sartorial style

A large carrot nose

And a twig for a smile

 

Knobbly stick arms

With gloves at the end

A belt around its girth

Like a cummerbund

 

I loved that snowman

Standing so very tall

Until the eventual thaw

And I watched him fall 

ON A STORMY NIGHT

 

On a stormy night

As strangers slumber

Around the gables

The wild wind howled

And rain hit the panes

Like thrown gravel

As the lightning struck

And thunder growled