A Winter’s Day…
(Inspired by Emma Haworth’s fine painting…)
It looks cold, as the bright morning lures walkers and a fox to the field,
The brightness stark between a myriad of sketchy trees;
Birds soar above a child upon a sledge and a bicycle really is being pushed,
As more birds perch upon bushes with thin coatings of white
And a sett in the foreground lies hidden from sight…
It seems cold, as the drab afternoon greys are soon revealed,
The pallid snow stark as the field dulls and begins to freeze;
A few folks with dogs, a fox and a few birds linger in the hushed
Scene, sunless and curiously dusky, in the waning winter light
And the sett in the foreground remains hidden from sight…
It feels cold, as the dark evening stirs other life forms to yield,
As a crescent moon curls above a silent herd of deer and a pheasant, seemingly at ease,
Grazing upon patches of green, quite comfortable and clearly not rushed,
As owls perch like snipers from branches,
threatening predatory flight
And the sett in the foreground shows badgers, almost in plain sight…
Pete Ray…
29th December 2025…
A neat idea to paint change during a winter’s day…
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