The landscape’s smeared
with brown and grey
on this fleeting Christmas day.
Winter holds sway with icy puddles
and breath forms frozen particles
on still air. Only seagulls dare
tease the tedium;
they wheel, sideslip and dive,
grey wings merge with grey sky.
Around the corner
waits the black backdrop
of a drawn-out night
and the promise
of a sky full of starlight.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
My response to Imaginary Garden with real Toads Tuesday Platform
Magaly is our host for this Boxing Day and says that she has been mourning warm weather. She has shared a poem with us and encourages us to get lost in poetry.