Mark Scrivener

Poetry Poems Original Verse

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

THIS WINTER SKY


THIS WINTER SKY

This winter sky's half-gray with cloud-
The midday air still cool. Small rain
Lies scattered on the leaves of grasses
And magpies stalk through damp, green fields.

A crow calls into air-wide spaces
And distant is the slow reply
And cows graze on a far-off hill
And seem to seeing ant-like small.

Now drizzle rides upon light wind
And washes detail from the tree-dense skyline
And brings to sight a winter vision-
Where things far-off are misty-dim.

We watch and time is passing still:
A pathway to a cloud-bound view,
Where detail vanishes in mist

And all we sense... we hope is true.

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