Early Morning Snow

I wake from a sleepless night

To a noiseless chill

No cockerel crow from across the field

No pigeon coo from the window sill

Everything is silvery still

Where yesterday was green

With signs of spring

This morning


Is veiled with white

The pillow of the sky

Torn by silent birds’ flight

And the scratch of trees

No breeze

I hold my breath

At winter’s reminder

That it hasn’t gone yet


© Kim M. Russell, 2016

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