TRANSFORMATION

Nature turned the taps on by midday,

trees heavily laden with snow

bowed to the master,

shuddered and relieved themselves

uncontrollably.

 

The sun saw the funny side of it,

put on its shiny face

before sinking down again

behind the monoblocks of sheds

saying goodbye to crocuses and snowdrops

risen from last night's treacherous duvet of white.

◄ ON THE TREADMILL

MR. SHOPLAND (INSURANCE MAN) ►

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kJ Walker

Sun 3rd Feb 2019 10:01

Even your pre-amble sounded poetic.
another fantastic job.

Cheers Kevin

poemagraphic

Sun 3rd Feb 2019 00:50

I was going to make a comment about not eating the yellow snow... Then thought I wou… Oh! hang on.

poemagraphic

Sun 3rd Feb 2019 00:48

…"shuddered and relieved themselves uncontrollably."

Fantastic line, what an image that brings to mind.

Mind you it made me feel bloody freezing Brrrrrrrr.

Po

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