I
await moonlight;
a
glimmer in the dark spies
echoes
in the night.
Snowflakes
stream and glow.
Sparkling
in the light, they fall
individual.
Berries lipstick red.
Holly curls, sharp tongue scoffs at
red-green prejudice.
Silver snow-clad hills,
ice dances glinting like jewels,
water rests on pause.
Copyright Vickie Johnstone
In the YouTube series of me reciting my poems, here I am reading this one. Thanks to Graham Fraser for organising this YouTube series. Cheers :)
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