The Landscape is Erased
In this late fall the sounds abate,
with distant twitters across a garden gate.
Long gone is the sound of rustling leaves,
an eerie silence sets the stark scene.
In the quiet of the garden that must relent,
all that remains is the wind’s lonely lament.
And the rhythm of the rain is sadly replaced,
with an icy, white sheen as the landscape is erased.
©Donna Donabella 2018
I started this poem late last fall when winter started. And this past week, winter has come too early with 3 storms in a row and 2 feet of snow with frigid temps in the teens and 20s…..making me lament for a bit more fall as we have had very little.
I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.
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