Cold

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Blue and cold, chill my bones,

Snow falls sifted like icing sugar.

Whorls of wind taking heat away.

to where? Icy fingertips frosted nose,

Ankles and feet lumped with shivers,

Cooled heels , cold arms, breath softly turned to cold fog.

Heating is on but not making a dent in the chilly room.

Yesterday was glorious, brilliant,  sunny.

Now I need thermal clothes to encapsulate me.

It may not warm till spring, when suns return heralds warmth.

Till then, head down, under duvet, I try and stay warm.

Winter begins in Autumns arms.

Leaf fall

Crash.! Copper leaves rattle to the ground,

Metallic green willow leaves whirl around,

Dizzy spinning red acers, palm shaped, flutter into drifts.

Glowing gold Oak petals shimmer by the canal.

Hidden deep in a pile of leaves a cat waits to pounce on a wood mouse.

Flying like snow the fiery beech leaves burn into the blue sky.

Evergreens wave in envy, wishing they could change colour too.

Waiting for winter the trees stand proud, their autumn uniforms shimmer and billow.

Soon the gaudy clothes will be gone, and nude and chilly the trees will await a soft green spring.

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