Winter is beginning her 

slow creep into the seasons,

attended by her handmaidens.

wind and rain,

that lash the earth with

tongues as cold as ice.

 

She fills the days with chill,

and holds up her coat against

the sun so that the earth is dull

and the brightness and heat 

of other times is shielded by

the presence of her frigid soul. 

 

27/5/2019