Saturday, February 26, 2005

Poem: Winter's Sky

Winter’s Sky

A winter’s sky
A winter’s night
The winds are dry
In endless blight

A passing storm
A blanket snow
The fleeting warm
To icing flow

A distant sun
A masking cloud
The day is done
Of winter’s shroud

An empty time
A quiet pause
The wretched grime
Which never thaws

A winter’s sky
A winter’s night
The silent cry
For summer’s light

Copyright SGW 2005


Kat Mortensen said...

Nicely done! I feel that way exactly as the snow flies and the wind blows and the driveway's impediment certainly grows.
Another bunkered in weekend here.

Unknown said...

Thank you. We have a dreary day here, but thankfully it is only rain. See, I love Canada, but too much cold and snow for me!