Thursday, December 21, 2006

December

December

A crisp “good morning”,
air you could slice,
petrified leaf mould,
puddles of ice.
Consolated trees
decked with glist and lustre
frosted fruity gems
in cold-huddled cluster.
Autumn shakes hands
with Winters cold fingers,
puffing the feathers
of bird Carol singers.

2 comments:

Cami said...

Oooooo! Beautiful!!!

Carol said...

I loved this...and the berry bush looks frosted for Christmas..