Winter Wreckage

The wreckage of winter

has left the landscape

rolling gently

yet strangely bare

shivering in the frigid air


rags of mist and cloud



on branch and bark

of naked, twisted trees

that turn their backs

on the chilly breeze

snow and ice have left their mark

and streams and rivers

full to the brim

overflow with glinting moisture

soaking garden, field and pasture

softening the iron ground

until new life and hope abound


© Kim M. Russell, 2016



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