The Shortest Day

It’s hard to understand;

From now on days expand.

The blue sky is set fair;

Leaves crunch in bracing air.

Though calm before a storm

Will flatter to deceive,

We fleetingly believe

That this is the new norm.

◄ A Time to Pray (A seasonal poem)

Flying ►

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 23rd Dec 2021 17:33

Many thanks to the two Johns for their comments.

And thank you Julie, Stephen, Rudyard, Holden, Kevin for liking the poem.

Merry Christmas to you all.

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John Botterill

Wed 22nd Dec 2021 15:48

I loved the line
Leaves crunch in the bracing air
and the reference to new norms.
Poetic and clever, Stephen. Merry Christmas. John

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John Coopey

Wed 22nd Dec 2021 09:56

Ne’er cast a clout till May be out.

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