A candyfloss sky, sublime
Lilac and pink
My horizon has vanished
Sky spills gentle
Over rosy snowfields
Like a coat of love
To wear in the morning
A grounding hug.
A cold, golden sun
The painted moor is empty
Trackless, pathless,
no way to go
Even my road is white
with snow and ice
Moving with care
Between the drifts
With the rememberings
Of hare and roe deer
I'm running wild and free
And singing
Words turning spirals in the air
And disappear
like warm breath on a mirror
#CoSopoetry
@matty7w A big heart squeeze on this one , Matty. I love snow and winter, but no longer live in a place where I can enjoy it. I am experiencing it vicariously by reading your words. ❄️ 🩵
@allin I'm so glad that it takes you there 😊
@matty7w That moment that is almost holy, when you see that "trackless, pathless" snow. It feels like a sin to mark it! But oh so satisfying when you do!
@homebird you're so right. It's beautiful to experience it. It's like the whole world can start again x
@matty7w
A grounding hug 😊
You paint a beautiful picture