Grey morning:
sky falls in fragile pieces
past my window,
lies,
white clouds upon the ground.
This morning
I can touch the sky.
Cold comfort.
Grey morning:
sky falls in fragile pieces
past my window,
lies,
white clouds upon the ground.
This morning
I can touch the sky.
Cold comfort.
Shawn Bird is an author, poet, and educator in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary.
Had our first snow here, mostly covering grass and some tree branches.
Very appropriate as central Ohio expects its first blast of winter very soon. Hmm . . . where did fall go?
love those fragile pieces of sky
I sense it will be a more active winter, even out here in the West.
They say it is supposed to be mild thanks to El Nino, so we’ll see.