Charcoal Flower-gardens

 Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own. ~CHARLES DICKENS~

 Pristine; pencil-patterns

Lure the wand’ ring eye

To charcoal flower-gardens

Etched against the sky

Nature spares not one season

But stuns our eager gaze

With beauty beyond reason

In rampant God-spun ways

The tree that bore bud-jewel

Then fanned the weary brow

Before its grand apparel

Fell, just before the snow…

…is not stripped, then forgotten

But spreads its filigree

Like charcoal flower-gardens

Across earth’s frozen lea

© Janet Martin

Hubby simply shakes his head when I laugh out loud in disbelief because a barren tree can be so breath-taking-ly beautiful!