Winter

 


Here there is no one,

Blank expanse consuming all around,

Only you can hear your heart run.

 

A naked light from the sun,

Beams as snow waltzes to the ground,

Here there is no one.

 

A robin flutters by after a day’s done,

The thick blanket absorbs the sound,

Only you can hear your heart run.

 

Colourless exile of beauty, stuns

as numbing cold in your fingers is found,

Here there is no one.

 

Red berries tease creatures for fun,

whilst a fox slinks by, having escaped the hounds

Only you can hear your heart run.

 

Grass peeks through all the snow and none

As rabbits footprints lead to powdered mounds

Here there is no one.

 

Branches heavy with snow stand crowned,

Any memory of civilization is drowned.

Here there is no one,

Only you can hear your heart run.

 

 

 

© daisy.w 2020
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Sweetwater

Very nice, I enjoyed the images you brought to mind, just a tiny point you have a few typo’s ‘Here’ when you mean ‘Hear’. Sue 🙂

Mikeverdi

An enjoyable read, just a line I wasn’t sure of…Grass peaks through all the snow and none. Not sure what that eluded too.
Mike

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