Cold. Freezing cold

It was quiet but not anymore,

school holidays filled the absence.

The whoosing of driving cars,

steam from the hot road.

 

A stretch of trees – dull colours

dragged through the raindrops.

Birds chirped across the clouded sky.

Cold. Freezing cold.

The winter sky hugged the hills,

yet the moon is hidden

and I could not relax.
DWTSmith. #poetrymonth

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