Bare Trees
I thought I might try my hand at being a bit more creative in my descriptions of my photos, a bit more poetic? Any way here goes. This is called Winter Came.
Winter Came
It came in the night
Roaring and howling
Hungry!
The trees
In the morning
Lifting their leafless limbs
Against the scudding sky
The trees
In the morning
Lifting their leafless limbs
Against the scudding sky
The willow wept no more
Bowing her head
As if in shame.
And in the park
A towering tracery of twigs
Against the blue.
They look taller somehow
Majestic in their
Nakedness
Stripped of their
Autumn 'glad-rags'
Winter came!
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