Branches and limbs thinning and curving
Straggling twigs like fly away hair.
Skeletal, swooping and sweeping
Black trunk against white clouds.
Old birds nest up high
A roost for a crow?
Like an old venous or arterial system
Your juices are not flowing now
Sclerotic and tired
Can you be rejuvenated
Will your sap rise again?
Are buds hidden,
Waiting to burst-
Stay a while and see
Wait out the winter
Then explode like a firework blooming in light.
Blue and cold, chill my bones,
Snow falls sifted like icing sugar.
Whorls of wind taking heat away.
to where? Icy fingertips frosted nose,
Ankles and feet lumped with shivers,
Cooled heels , cold arms, breath softly turned to cold fog.
Heating is on but not making a dent in the chilly room.
Yesterday was glorious, brilliant, sunny.
Now I need thermal clothes to encapsulate me.
It may not warm till spring, when suns return heralds warmth.
Till then, head down, under duvet, I try and stay warm.
Winter begins in Autumns arms.