A Winter Reminder

A Winter Reminder

When the limbs are bare; lost gold

free from fire against an autumn sky

Sinking into the depths of winter

falling through darkness

The trees reach out

silhouetted

grasping for light

The starlings perch on brittle branches

haunting the milky white horizon

Peering past the glass

warm breath fogging the frosty windows

bones aching from the endless cold

Days pass slowly

long black nights frozen in mid air

only the wind moves

breaking open the silence

Waiting

the sun a pale, glowing orb

there is nothing left but the passing of time.

 the rhythmic pulsing of blood

a reminder

of being alive

Angela Minard 2012©