January 30, 2022
While winter is not my favorite season, I do try to pause and enjoy its unique landscape beauty. Put some of the details together and a poem is born!
Soldiers
The horizon is on fire;
Cold heat, winter sunrise.
Above the flaming rim
Rippled clouds hover,
Blue-gray dimples
On a morning face
Tinged with pink.
Bare black trees
Are like soldiers
Standing by the sky
Guarding the glory.
©2018 Linda Neff
