We are dazzled
by brightly coloured lights
the silver, gold and white,
hanging above the busy street.
Sparkles drip from trees and eaves –
even the traffic lights flash with Christmas cheer.
Above us, the sky is goose-feather grey,
our noses sting with icy air
and below our feet the path echoes
with winter’s forge. Beyond the gate,
a pastel surprise awaits
among sparse grass and curled up leaves:
slender stems stand tall,
tender buds brave the chill
with the promise of Christmas daffodils
Kim M. Russell, 13th December 2018
A new poem for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night
I’ve just got back from my daughter’s where I have been honing my grand-parenting skills and having a wonderful time with my grandson. The last thing I did with them was walk through the park to ‘Monkey Music’ and back. We enjoyed the songs and actions in a small, friendly group, but when we emerged from the warm hall in which the session was held, we were struck by how cold it has become. Imagine my surprise when we got to the other side of the park and saw a patch of budding daffodils!
As we start our seasonal break at the dVerse Poets Pub this week, I’d like to wish everyone a merry Christmas and a happy new Year!