The solstice is upon us. I usually like winter for about one month. I enjoy a few snowstorms and the look of bare branches. But then, around the middle of January, I start to be over it.
Unfortunately, winter lasts well into March around here.
Today was a bleak day that was too warm for snow. The first two lines of the poem below went through my head. I came up with the rest just now. Happy Solstice, everyone โ even if the weather’s a bit bleak.
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Winter Has Come Through Again
Looks like snow
But feels like rain
Winter has
Come through again
Sleet on concrete
Blackened branch
A piercing gust
That makes you blanche
Streetlamps glow
Beneath the cold
The weather seeps
Into your soul
Skin is tired
Bones are drained
Winter has
Come through again
12.20.18
Pretty in its stark lines
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