White Icing.
As scarlet and gold start fading faster
precocious December
turns autumn to mash.
Binned is all colour while brassy December
nakedly captures
a chill to remember
December likes cake thick with white icing
topped high in lashings
and flake-decorated.
Christmas may melt her with warm regalia
of tree-festive air
yet freezing she favours.
Raw is December and before long unless
rain thawed her ice-bite
caress stays relentless.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Remembering my time spent in the Cotswold district - - hope you enjoy.
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I think we are all ready for spring and the reawaking of the floral majesty of nature and maybe a little sunshine would be nice too. Very chillingly discriptive poem my friend. 💟
Yes ready and waiting for those first spring signs - thanks my friend for dropping by and leaving this comment on my few lines on White Icing.
Somehow you took me back to childhood christmas and winter scenes of white and cold when wrapped up warm and weatherproof six year old me and my three older siblings were allowed to tramp the streets of London suburbs at night, unescourted, to sing carols at anonymous doors for donations to our cash horde. Scant but fond memories. And winter 1963, was that before or after christmas, or both when everywhere was deep white... nearly sixty years passing has given memories the blur of convenience, we can make of them what we will.
Your poetry today is another fine example of Fay's fingertips painting a scene from natures tapestry. Such poetry is not just enjoyable to read but a delight. One for my favourites.
You are always so generous and kind to my offerings and I thank you for sharing your fond memories after reading White Icing my dear poet-friend - - walking the streets of London at night to sing carols makes for adventure indeed to a young child.
that is a great opening line. I think I'm ready for spring lol I'm not too keen on winter. although it is beautiful.
great share 🙂
Yes I know how you feel Katie - spring is always welcome with me too - - cant wait for the first daffodils - - thank you for your visit and comment on White Icing.
Good write Fay.
Me own poem for this December is - 'It's a bit wet!' lol.
Yes and I would agree with your comment on this year's December - thanks a load Orchi. for your read and comment.
Wonderful words Fay that white icing will soon fade away and the glory of natures colourful artwork will soon be with us.
Andy
You sum up the best way to look at the seasonal changes dear Andy - so pleased you enjoyed White Icing.
Beautiful description and I can picture this clearly from your poem.
Am delighted the read gave you a clear picture and your encouraging comment is very welcome - -- thank you Rozina
snow blindingly brilliant Ms Slimm .. as ever .......................................... x
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