Snow

Snow from the East.
Snow from the West,
Snow to tease and try and test,
Snow above and snow below,
Snow to chill and beat and blow,
Snow behind and snow before,
Snow to seep through every door.
Snow to put our life in blinkers.
Snow to hook us, line us, sink us,
Snow to throw all plans awry,
Snow to Bruegel land and sky.
Snow that whispers, slides and spills,
Slumping soft on windowsills.
Snow to muffle up a nation
In silent soft incarceration.
Snow to grow and lay and stay
And never ever melt away!

© Ann Wooby 2022

Ann Wooby