We are enlivened to the core
as we stroll across the moor:
hills transform into mountains;
wintry waste is hemmed
by trees and stones;
branches shiver with icicles and frost
that chill us to our very bones.

Anaemic sun fails to warm us
and underfoot the earth is hard as iron,
despite promises of early thaws.
Up ahead on the horizon,
curling wood smoke reminds us
of the welcoming hearth
that waits at home.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday Photo Prompt – Thaw #writephoto

18 thoughts on “Enlivened

  1. There are few pleasures as wonderful as entering a warm house, taking off your shoes and having an aah moment (as you sink into an armchair) and leave the icy cold outside.
    Anna :o]

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