Brisk Auburn Sky - An Original Poem
brisk auburn sky
whisked clouds float by
bird-less trees freeze
gusts of chilled breeze
stiff blades of grass
snap under my mass
breath frozen on beard hair
piercing wind too sharp to care
Image from bones64 on Pixabay
ooh - I can feel this and now I need a blanket!
haha! Gald this was able to make you experience my week ;)
I love this
Nice rhymes
Thanks for reading <3
Funny, I've never experienced winter before but just reading this made me think of winter.