It's Still Life

15 Feb: Winter Daybreak

a.i. winter scene of cold grey and a bare tree in a flooded landscape

Daybreak

7:15 a.m. Saturday.
The sky is the same dreary expanse
of rain sodden soil that mirrors
my emotional tone.

Grey hills that catch the light,
lifeless as steel—the same
landscape as Sunday, Tuesday, and every day
this February.

It’s a Brontë sort of colour,
of stunted joy felt by a blossom spurned
and snubbed
by a winter chill.

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4 responses to “15 Feb: Winter Daybreak”

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    Spira

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      Misky

      Absolutely perfectly in tune with this stretch of wintery grief. It’s beginning to feel like grief, too. I can’t wait to be out from under its long string.

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    Violet Lentz

    It’s a Brontë sort of colour,
    of stunted joy
    What an eloquent descriptor for pretty much all things Bronte- I don’t know how to make the little dots over the e…

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      Misky

      I have a couple of different language keyboards, which means I have access to funny looking letters. 🤗 Thank you for the lovely comment, Violet.

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