Diddy-Bopping To The Winter Doldrums.
Updated on December 28, 2009
Diddy-Bopping To The Winter Dol-drums.
Winter settles
in a shroud of
8 inch star dust,
gleaming in the
morning sun,
whose weak rays
can still make
ten trillion diamond
sparkles that
fascinate me.
I recline from
my visual mining
of nature's beauty,
with a pad of paper
and the stub
of a pencil,
to stencil my
thoughts.
January looms
ahead burdened
by February's
woven white
that will still be
layered in folds,
through the
long March
we all must
endure.
But I've got
a crackling fire,
putting a bright glow
on my wood stove,
two Corgi's to
slipper my feet,
and a would pile
full of poetic dreams
to see me
through.
©-MFB III