Monday, November 02, 2009


The world freezes -
The ground I tread upon
All white and clean
Turning black
Polished and hidden

The wind rouses -
The leaves dancing lightly
They twirl and float
Then tumble
Lifeless and brittle

The air hovers -
The land a haze of mist
It gleams and shines
Yet still cloaked
Shrouded in coldness

The world frozen -
The ice starts to weep
Light warms and wakes
Then slumbers
Drowsy from fresh frost

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Laetitia :-) said...

Transporting us back a few months or is NZ still that cold?

Allison Brown said...

This is one I wrote when it was still winter. I am currently going through some of the poems that I have written over the last 12 months and deciding what to do with each poem. This one I decided to post :-)

1+2+2=5, 1+2+3=6: 56 said...

didn't like the leaves section. Rest was allright