David Bose Poet Tetractys

Winter's Doorstep

Bleak
Gray day,
Biting breeze
Offers portent
And tumbles autumn’s harvest of sere leaves
To winter’s foreboding, icebound doorstep:
Stacked, stands cordwood,
Shovels wait,
First snow
Looms.

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Janet Grace November 29, 2016 at 3:11 PM I am such a fan of seasonal poems. This one captured the transition between autumn and winter beautifully. I especially liked the term "sere leaves." David Bose November 30, 2016 at 7:08 AM Thanks, Janet. I appreciate your compliments. Dave

Heidi Sands November 29, 2016 at 12:30 PM Nice one David. That really shows it well. David Bose November 30, 2016 at 7:10 AM Thanks, again, Heidi. I always appreciate your encouragement. Dave

Chris Green November 29, 2016 at 10:00 AM Wonderfully written David. This was nice to read to today. David Bose November 30, 2016 at 7:11 AM I hope it was as fun to read as it was to write. Thanks for taking a look. I appreciate it. Dave