Donna
Autorin
Snowflakes rushing towards Earth.
Winter's Birth.
A curtain of snow blows every which way.
Sky dark gray.
Autumn frozen away.
Snow covered ground a sugary two inches.
The cold pinches.
Bites, makes the nose run.
No tiny warmth from a merciful sun.
Wherever you look it's snowing.
As if never to stop flowing.
Wind cuts.
Arctic storm front struts.
The downside to the pretty scenery.
The magic accumulating rapidly.
Former bare branches
arms hugging snow.
Trees standing in a snow swirled row.
Flowerpots have snowcaps
puffing up like cookie dough.
Blanketed in a Winter Wonderland show.
©Donna H.
December 16, 2017
Winter's Birth.
A curtain of snow blows every which way.
Sky dark gray.
Autumn frozen away.
Snow covered ground a sugary two inches.
The cold pinches.
Bites, makes the nose run.
No tiny warmth from a merciful sun.
Wherever you look it's snowing.
As if never to stop flowing.
Wind cuts.
Arctic storm front struts.
The downside to the pretty scenery.
The magic accumulating rapidly.
Former bare branches
arms hugging snow.
Trees standing in a snow swirled row.
Flowerpots have snowcaps
puffing up like cookie dough.
Blanketed in a Winter Wonderland show.
©Donna H.
December 16, 2017