A Poem a Day (508): Orange on white

I didn’t stick with the NaPoWriMo prompt today. Here’s a poem about winter on this 23C day!

 
Orange on white
 
In the lost winter,
snow flecks blow free in the yard,
lift lightly, skimming.
 
Carrot-coated fox
creeps, paws trudging twisting lanes,
sniffs the ice-blue air.
 
Snow slides from branches,
intricate patterns of lace,
the cold pinches all.
 
Old fox pads lightly,
searches the spiky hedgerows
for dropped morsels.
 
Bins are easy prey,
these cottages a haven
in the white night.
 
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, May 22, 2022