Tag: Winter

Holiday tip trip (or more correctly, recycling centre)

 

Unloved posessions

and accumulated junk;

a Christmas chuck-out.

 

by Scooj

Last day at work

 

I’m soaked to the skin;

damp clothes release that dank smell.

I want to go home.

 

by Scooj

Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve

 

Early morning chill

numbs my fingers, though I care

not on such mornings.

 

by Scooj

Mild

 

Oh, cold Winter come

and cleanse with frost and snow, land

draped in Autumn mud.

 

by Scooj

Squat pigeons

 

Perched high, defiant

grey skies above, squat pigeons

wait for the Winter.

 

by Scooj

Parhelion

 

A left hand sun dog

hanging in the freezing sky

Winter’s on the way.

 

by Scooj

Foothold

 

Even now, as raw

winds battle southwards, Summer’s

last traces rejoice.

 

by Scooj

I am Arctic hare

 

My Summer jacket

has yielded and been replaced

by my Winter coat.

 

by Scooj

Swan song

 

A final flourish

as green leaves turn brown, then drop

and cruel winter comes.

 

by Scooj

  • edited to restore the correct syllable count (how embarrassing!)

6.15pm

 

Dusk comes early now

and bats flutter, fattening

for Winter slumber.

 

by Scooj