Long dark mornings gradually awaken to frost covered landscapes
Green fields now hardened rock, trees with their cast iron fingers pointing
Accusingly at grey overcasts skies, clouds pregnant with water to fall as snow
Lights from house lined streets their a golden glow cascading before them.
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Nice free verse writing David. It's nice to read your poems once again. Trees with cast iron fingers pointing is a great way to characterize the bare branches or branches coated in ice or snow. Yes, the winter solstice is a great time for reflections. Thanks for sharing. Pamela (Jette)
The perfect poem to read on Christmas eve, saw it all unfolding before me. Takes me back to your beautiful country where I had the privilege of spending a couple of winters. Thanks David