Outside is gray. Cold.
Still. Misery permeates.
Sameness. More Ennui.
Outside is gray. Cold.
Still. Misery permeates.
Sameness. More Ennui.
So much white, too bright.
The fog encapsulates, we
Are buried by light.
Cold seeps into bones
Shivering all day, tired
Of constant winter.
Sun and warmth, then snow
Spring tries to break through, but still
Winter’s grip is tight.
We awake to magic
White, bright, accumulation
And gray slush by noon.
#nahaiwrimo #micropoetry
Another springlike day
Will winter drop its snowy
Boot on us again?
#nahaiwrimo #micropoetry
Cold silvery light
Breaks through gray mist, welcome sun
Reduce winter chill.
Gray day, half winter
Snow or rain, we wait to see
Cold chill in the air
Gloomy Swiss weather
Few signs of winter, fog, rain
Too many dark days.