Church Snow…
(Kirsty Elson’s December Calendar Image…)
Snowflakes blotch a December night,
Colourless grasses stiffen like besom brooms;
Red post-box wears a snow beret,
Yet darkness infiltrates cottage rooms…
A skiff lies frozen inside the quay,
A forbidding church door shuts out a storm;
The clock’s cogs wear snow like thick white paint,
Whilst the box-pews struggle to keep folks warm…
Harsh nails form the church tower’s crenellations,
To the simple wooden cross they defer;
Shivering villagers sing carols with seasonal gusto,
Yet a roaring coal fire, they’d likely prefer…
Pete Ray
October 2018
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