
Oak-seers’ footsteps
hid by winter’s frozen shawl –
Whispers on cold winds
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Oak-seers’ footsteps
hid by winter’s frozen shawl –
Whispers on cold winds
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Young ones love the frost
They hanker for drifting snow
I watch from inside
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The leaves have vanished
Winter’s left his calling card
The spirit renews
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Momentary spring
Glimpses of life in colour —
Snatched by a snow cloud
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Sorrow in the wind
A draft keeping me awake
This cold moonless night
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Walking in the snow,
we wanderers
are on track —
step out in the sun
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The day snow returned,
buds showing on the blackthorn —
chilblains on my toes
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Birds announce the spring
whilst winter’s cold grasp lingers.
Waiting can be sweet
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Precious, meagre sun
Fingers and thumbs numbed by cold
Praise returning warmth
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Cold easterly wind
bringing snow and lurid light —
starlings gathering