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Mid-Winter In the Meadow

The meadowland is dry and desolate now Cold and dreary, for it is mid-wintertime Yet I know vegetation survives somehow The meadowland is dry and desolate now Enough for the critters nature will allow Still, I find the barren fields quite sublime The meadowland is dry and desolate now Cold and dreary, for it is mid-wintertime. written January 15, 2020

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/17/2022 3:25:00 AM

I had forgotten the word "meadowland" your poems are always reminding me of words I have forgotten so I thank you and Trixie is twirling a baton in your honor.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 1/17/2022 9:21:00 AM

You tell Trixie to be sure she doesn't knock herself in the head.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 1/16/2022 12:24:00 AM

Occasionally winter gives us a dry spell and grass dries off. Loved the imagery.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 1/16/2022 9:22:00 AM

Thanks so much, Victor. I love the meadow, as you know. It is pretty desolate right now...and cold!