A Winter Warning

Morning’s  misty mourning  lays her shroud upon the lake
With imprinted recollections at the end of autumns break
Copper shades reflected though the hazy hanging veil
Foretell with pastel palette of the coming winters tale

The bracing northern wind that sweeps the cobwebs from the shore
Allows the reeds and grasses to resume their dance once more
As the ripples on the glass lake lend tranquillity respite
and stir the dormant waterfowl, raising  mute swans into flight

The distant purple mountains, like sentinels hold fast
Vanguards in the distance, they withstand first winters blast
In apprehensive mode the lake, awaits the coming snow
As winters threatening message warns the vale with icy blow

The autumn leaves forsake the trees, who brace themselves for war
In naked stark defiance, standing gaunt along the shore
The busy boats that bravely bobbed in bustling summer ranks
Now cling like mussels to the shore upturned on the banks
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Hendricks Avatar
April 30, 2011 at 6:37 AM
Niiiiiiiice. From the first line on I was right there in the mist. Well done, David.
Mantle Avatar
April 3, 2011 at 3:37 AM
A great piece. Nice 1st line in the last stanza. I like the way you describe everything bracing itself for winter's war. A very descriptive write, you paint such vivid pictures. Enjoyed as always. Best wishes Em :)
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