Winter Wonderland

By Rhiannonw
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Trudging through the snow
– like royal icing fresh –
sinking softly at each step,
progress slow;
all is silent, paused and still
– a world of wonder;
white fluff piled high upon
each graceful twig,
“pom-poms” decorating bushes,
thick duvets sliding off the cars,
dirty slushy quiet main road
but elsewhere all pristine
though slightly tramped,
sky pregnant with the store of more.
Reach the care home:
skeleton staff cope, care
– will they have to stay the night?
will replacements reach?
Maybe tomorrow the sky will clear,
the sun appear,
snow cover sparkle
–watch out for ice!
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Lovely poem Rhiannon.
Lovely poem Rhiannon.
I wish I could go out in the snow, but I'm not about to risk it with my new hip.
Love the idea of trudging through the snow
- like royal icing fresh -
sinking softly at each step,
progress slow;
all is silent, paused and still
- a world of wonder;
white fluff piled high upon
each graceful twig,
Brings to mind that hymn: In The Bleak Mid Winter. One of my all time favourites.
Thank you for sharing.
Jenny.
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Beautifully described, a
Beautifully described, a tough time for those who rely on others to help them.
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Another deft snapshot of the
Another deft snapshot of the weather Rhiannon. Mostly melted here by the rain, but more to come
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yes - I am kicking myself for
yes - I am kicking myself for getting rid of a down coat earlier in the autumn because I never wore it
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We've had precious little in
We've had precious little in Bristol so enjoyed reading this. I love the silence of snow which you've captured.
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