sky is a mirror
snow-dredged, grey-stained
by sleet & salt
december breezes
stiff cold as bone-dry wheat stalks
maple trees are leafless
while pine and spruce trees are needled-thick
unadorned, uncut & crowned
by winter stars
magical
[I wish I could send you one]
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Bjorn Rudberg. This is a 44 word post with the chosen word "snow". Thanks for your visits and comments.
