The white of the dusting of
snow
lingers in the shadows, on
the fallen leaves,
the cooler spots in the
yard,
in the lee of the shrubs,
the crooks of the branches
in subtle and still ways,
remaining
gathered there still
a little longer, cooling the
world,
providing fringe and accent
before the sameness of
winter
when shades of gray in the
snow
will mark its edges,
dimensions
dunes in the fields,
now it remains trim around
the edges
in little and small places,
in the calm
away from sun and activity,
bluster
hiding a while before fading
slowly, slowly, away
before the winter coming
Edited April 24, 2013
“Winter Coming – v2”
December 8, 2006 19:52
“Winter Coming”
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