Small flakes spiralling
Cold on damp melting
The world greying
Houses shiver under wet roofs
Trees drink in great gulps
Cars slow then spring ahead
Lights sparkle or quaver
Sound quavers too
Then stills
Sharp flakes needling
Ice on ice driving
The world hurting
Houses flinch beneath metal skies
Trees sway at the assault
Cars spin then skid awry
Lights dance or flicker
Sound flickers too
Then stills
Huge flakes smothering
White on black swirling
The world narrowing.
Houses cower behind closed doors
Trees shrivel into deep roots
Cars loom then disappear
Lights fail or waver
Sound wavers too
Then stills
White drifts glistening
Quartz on silver shimmering
The world shining
Houses crouch inside warmed walls
Trees display jewelled arms
Cars slide then come to rest
Lights pale and are muted
Sound is muted too
Then stills
(The tree is at the bottom of our garden but I took this picture a few winters ago)
Always enjoy your poetry! The repetition in this is great, all the different descriptions. Particularly liked ‘Houses flinch beneath metal skies’ – more snow, less rain I say!
Thank you! It wasn’t all the same snowstorm – more a series of experiences over a number of winters!