WINTER SLUMBER
Hallows Eve to Candlemas
the sun now turning
south,alas;
November sombre,December dark,
January,February
cold and stark.
Catkins litter
the forest floor,
beeches
shed their leaves galore
Gales melange the mix
decay brings
nature's bionomics
Hexagon pointed stars
move and shift
to patterned powdered drifts
Rain filled days
of slush and muck
webs on shards
of gossamer
stuck
Twilight months
in winter shade
'til the snowdrops
matamorphise
in the glade
the tiles dusted with snow
trickle down rivulets
fill the rain butt
winter blankets
upon the dark earth
snow falls icy blue
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