Close to Winter

SSource: Mrs'O'swriting room
The beauty of coal-coloured trunk and branches
goes unnoticed as foreground to a dark-grey sky.
Now late in the December day
the street-light shines its warm-bright-
goldenness below it.
The cat’s paws impress the immaculate snow
and usher in the winter’s time
as those black branches reach out majestically, quietly
slowly melting into the darkening blank-slate heavens.

Grace Colella graduated with a Masters in Arts and Ministry in Spirituality degree from Regis College where she also trained as a Spiritual Director. Her love of people, nature and music inspires her to write poems.

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  • Grace C.
    Posted at 13:37h, 04 January Reply

    Here is the poem in its entirety:

    CLOSE TO WINTER

    The beauty of coal-coloured trunk and branches
    goes unnoticed as foreground to a dark-grey sky.
    Now late in the December day
    the street-light shines its warm bright-goldenness below it.
    The cat’s paws impress the immaculate snow
    and usher in the winter’s time
    as those black branches reach out majestically, quietly
    slowly melting into the darkening blank-slate heavens.

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