They wait for spring, those intimate winter trees at the end of the garden: unadorned birches tall, bare and skeletal white trunks shining, patient old friends chilled through with icy winds and frost each morning. Kim M. Russell, 9th February 2019 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Just One Word: Sensation, also linked […]
Tag: Chill
A thought about relationships
Relationships Chilly nights Nippy nights Turn to fresh nights Draughty nights And then crisp nights Frosty nights When you go to bed With frozen toes Icy skin And use his toastiness To thaw you out Then there are glacial nights With a numbing distance A cold war A frigid igloo wall between you To be […]
writing in north norfolk 