The Weather is............

....... no fun ;-D

On the plus side it's National Poetry Day sooooooooo here ya go!!!!!

Stark Trees

Stark trees wear jackets of velvet moss
Their branches rimed with diamond frost
They glint as shining spears of light
Pierce the tumbling clouds in flight
A wild wind stings my skin and I
Almost feel that I could fly
And if across the valley look
Past the rivers winding crook
To where a rainbows prism seems
To dim the beauty of sunbeams
And as the fleeting rays now lie
On amber leaves preserved and dry
I walk reflective, calm, at peace
Breathe sharp air and feel release

Carole Bone