In the hush of winter’s evening,Where the sky blushes at the night,February’s twilight, softly weavingThreads of darkness with last light.Bare branches etch the fading blue,A silent symphony in gray,Each silhouette a clueTo the secrets of the day.Stars, like shy reflections, start to peerThrough the canopy of dusk,Each a silent seer,In the night’s encroaching husk.The chill…
February’s Rhyme February’s chill, we find,A quiet world, gently entwined.Snowflakes dance, a silent mime,Painting earth, one flake at a time.Days are short, nights extend,Under starry skies, we mend.Hearth fires burn, a cozy trend,Warmth and laughter, our best friend.Ice on branches, a sparkling sight,Moonlit crystals in the night.Winter’s breath, soft and light,Grasp held tight, pure delight.February,…
The sky, a canvas of grey and white,Sighs softly over the sleeping town.Bare trees stand, guardians of the light,Their shadows long, on pavements drown.A gentle chill, the air does carry,As clouds parade in silent jest.The streets, deserted, seem to tarry,In this quiet, a tranquil rest.A lone bird sings, its melody sweet,A hopeful tune, amidst the…
March’s Musing Misty mornings, draped in dew,Amidst the chill, a sunbeam breaks through.Raindrops patter, a rhythmic dance,Clouds part ways, giving light a chance.Harbingers of spring, quietly tread,Winds of change, in the air spread.Early blooms dare to appear,Adorning the earth, year after year.Tempests roar, then silence, serene,Heralding life, in hues unseen.Endings blend into beginnings anew,Rejoicing in…
In the brisk embrace of the March wind,A tale of rebirth quietly pinned.Through the lanes it sweeps, bold and unkind,Bearing stories of winter left behind.With a painter’s touch, green strokes it lends,On trees standing tall, the canvas bends.Nature’s breath, in gusts that twist and twine,Crafting scenes with a flourish so divine.Yet within its howl, a…
