Tuesday, October 4, 2011

A January Winter

I breathe in

It almost hurts

The cold



Darkness has blanketed the world around me

But pure white strikes through it

The light of the moon ricochets

And sparkles abound

It's quiet


But the squeaking crunch beneath my heavily clad feet

I breathe out

A small puff of cloud dispels the darkness in front of me

I look up

An opal sky filled with diamonds

I breathe in

The smell of wood ablaze fills the air around me

The scent of nostalgia

I breathe out

My face feels the frigid air

My body does not

I trudge on

Write On Edge


middle child said...

I am SOOOOOO ready for this. I can feel it and smell it through your beautiful description. Thank-you!

Galit Breen said...

Lovely, cold, peaceful- you nailed winter. Perfectly.

(And coming from this Minnesotan- that's so a compliment! :))

CDG said...

Oh, I do love winter!

Lovely to think of it coming again!

angela said...

Oooh, I hate winter. But this almost made me look forward to walking outside in the snow. Almost.

The opal sky and the idea of your face being cold but not your body were my favorite parts. They took me there with you.

January Dawn said...

Thank you MC and CDG! I am never really ready for winter but I do love some aspects of it. A winter night walk is always refreshing and reflective.

@Galit - well if I can impress you, I'm happy. Your writing is spectacular.

@Angela - I love how specific your comment is. I'm glad I 'almost' made you look forward to winter. ;)