REFLECTIONS OF WINTER BY FIONA CUMMINGS

Reflections of winter by Fiona Cummings

 

Reflections of winter

So cold like a splinter

Sharp deep within

A race to win

How quick can we get to the spring

Rain falls

Then the snow to make snowballs

Our shadows can be seen through the polished  mirrors of ice

A swan on the lake

Struggles with the drake

Poking holes in the  frozen water for food

Do they get frustrated or in some kind of bad mood

Red robins sing

Carol bells ring

Candles burn a glow

Rivers are frozen still which in summer will flow

Bracken branches point in disbelief

Waiting for a sign of a leaf

Flowers have gone to bed for the season

Simply because it’s too cold

Though they don’t  need a reason

Homeless lay still in the night

As though bleeding

Forrest animals come to our rescue for feeding

Flame coloured foxes find refuge in our yard

We are warm in our houses

Out there must be so hard

 Our pathways are covered in frosty flakes

The season brings marzipan cakes

And decorative Christmas trees

This is what winter means to me

In the park there are two skaters twirling

Forming marks so swirling

Blades of ice

Sounds to slice

Laughter as they fall to a kiss

Rosy cheeks

Shivering lips speak

Telling of winter tails

Hovering icicles hang from houses

Wrapped up well in our  coats and winter trousers

Wools of bobbinned hats

Scarves and mittens

In the street is a snow white kitten

Lovers cuddle as they are smitten

Winter warmth is in their hearts

Ambers simmer in our hearths

Fires toast the bitter nights

Reflections of winter can be so nice

Copyright Fiona Cummings