Friday, November 17, 2006

Cold Comfort

The wind carries another day away
As I watch the setting sun
The chill of autumn's stay
Penetrates everyone

Smiling in the fading light
I watch the stars slowly appear
Aware of the chill of early night
Basking in the silence I hear

The dying season arrives
The death and dormancy
Of fully lived lives
and normality

Close the door
Pull the shades
Stoke the fire
As images fade

winter will be here
soon

1 comment:

irving said...

Sweet and stark, a good poem and true as deep snow. Thank you :)