JANUARY - (ianua)

JANUARY - (ianua)

Loving you is easy

As you are the door – Ianua

To spring

Ice clouds hang in the furnace:

Dirty grey pearls

Your other name is

Janus

you are the month of transition

Though I love you as you are

Frostbites as your trade

Dew on the sullen grass

Fog of Monet above Thames

The sun bites its tongue: pusillanimous

Loving you is easy

For you are full of hope and mystery

Away with the yesteryear we sing

Welcome January- our pagan hearts chant.

Sometimes snow whitewashes the towns

The  broken hearts begin to mend

At its diamond glow.

Loving you is easy

For you are the Wulf- Monath

Of the Saxons.

Blue eyed ancient creatures

Flame our imaginations

White furs and fragile egos.

Loving you is easy

As your aluminium-foiled  soil

Is toiled and tamed

For the bulbs and the seeds

Oh the anticipation to witness the colours and scents again

Motherearth will shed its dead skin

Soon.