Enough already!
Winter’s tendrils holding fast,
bring me some sunshine.
by Scooj.
Enough already!
Winter’s tendrils holding fast,
bring me some sunshine.
by Scooj.
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Long snow-lined hedgerows
stand proud in the warming sun
seeing off winter.
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by Scooj
Reset the fireplace
mothballed until next winter
snow and ice return.
by Scooj
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As fast as it came
Emma’s legacy retreats
normal life resumes.
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by Scooj
Wind-sculpted snow drifts
soften a harsh urban hill;
children on sledges.
by Scooj
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From the south, Emma,
east wind from Siberia;
Bristol snow pitches.
by Scooj
In Bristol and for about a 30 mike radius, the word pitching is used instead of settling. I love the word.
Storm Emma is a low pressure storm which is bumping into the Siberian high that is sitting over Europe. Result…snow…yay.
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An amber warning
anticipation of snow
is suffocating.
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by Scooj
Brittle snowflakes fall
from light clouds in a blue sky;
pretty precursor.
by Scooj
Siberian winds
cut merciless from the East
take no prisoners.
by Scooj
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Late walking to work
little traffic, bright sunlight
bish, bash, bosh; sorted.
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by Scooj