Snow-song

 I was going to add a few more pics but our internet, after being down for a day is still extremely slow,

so maybe later if it starts to work better...

The rush of river-song is dulled

Land's remnant green is gone

The color-world of autumn culled

And earth with heavens one

The limb that languished, barren-brown

Is swaddled in soft snow

The thicket thick with winter’s down

As all the earth below

The rough wind rolls across the heath

And tolls a muffled bell

Fallow farmland snug-sound beneath

Starred sheath that stilly fell

The pendulum of light to dark

Seems to hasten its ply

Where hand of Season’s Matriarch

 Strums nature’s lullaby

..and tucks its ruckus out of sight

Where ghost-like footsteps fade

Into a world of white on white

That winter’s Artist made

© Janet Martin