Under Cold Stars

19 Sleeps till Christmas

As I was on my evening walk
The snow lay roundabout
Soft like velvet
So delicate
An eiderdown whiteout

Passing by the village churchyard
I saw there all alone
A girl so young
Forlorn, she sung
Freezing cold to the bone

I approached with care, said hello
She looked at me and smiled
Hiding her scars
Under cold stars
This innocent young child

And as she turned to walk away
Wished me Merry Christmas
Then by surprise
Before my eyes
Vanished in nights darkness

 

Copyright © JRFC December 2019
Image from Pixabay, modified by JRFC

 

Winter Cold

As clouds roll o’er hills

Autumnal cool

Turns to

Winter cold

Grey blue skies

Turn grey black

Soon the rains will come

And the snow will fall

Children will play and

Parents will be dismayed

And the poet will be content to write

For winter is upon us

 

Copyright © JRFC From October 2018

Winter’s Grace

This one is kind of a revision or maybe it’s better described as a reinterpretation of a piece that I wrote last year.

I hope you like.

Winters Grace

Look ahead

Through snow-covered trees

Wrapped warm

Dance under crystal white branches

Winters grace

Cooling breeze soothes the soul

Float free

In currents of air, surfing with snowflakes

On high

Releasing unheavenly thoughts; free the mind

Breathe deep

The head clears from life’s stress

Be cleansed

 

Here’s a link to my previous version if you’d like to see it, cheers!

Copyright © JRFC November 2019
Image from Pixabay

  

Winter Cold

As clouds roll o’er hills

Autumnal cool

Turns to

Winter cold

Grey blue skies

Turn grey black

 

Soon the rains will come

And the snow will fall

Children will play and

Parents will be dismayed

And the poet will be content to write

For winter is upon us

 

Copyright © JRFC October 2018
Image from Pixabay