Ponderings from Beaufort St – 11th July 2013
Glowering in
Sullen surliness
Clouds ice blue marbled grey
Sun having risen
In pity sought
To share it’s warmth
Yet discretion being the better
Half of valour, it retreated
Slide and hid
Leaving skeletal stalagmites
Of icy wind to
Pierce and penetrate
I love your use of words David. xx
I see Yolanda has good taste in poets! The poem left me chilly, wanting sunlight. Brrrr.