Icy polish drips
From frozen finger tips
Blushing rooftops reappear
Cheeky circles in the clear
At first
New old surfaces
Unexpected colour burst

Stepping out from hiding
Under the shelter of the white
A seamless camouflage unrelenting
United snow and sky
It’s like the artist took their brush
And smudged all of the lines

Hollow howl runs empty
Nothing left to carry
The bluster of waning winter
Dusting round the corner


Photo used under creative commons license 



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