Cold claims, nature stops
December darkness sweeps in
The stars and the moon seem unreal, a distorted mirroring
They shine upon the snow sheet
Entirely still
Even dogs halt to look
Somewhere inside it feels like somebody among all of these millions of stars is looking at us, right now
On the lawn of an abandoned world stands a youngster who is looking up at a rarely snow-free night sky
A simple touch can break the beautiful spell
But nothing. No one comes
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Stunning piece of writing. You can almost see the hopes dashed in the small innocent face, who could help but want to console them in the hoplessness of it all. Wonderful work.
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I read this over and over and see new things each itme, I’m staggered so have to comment again, breathtaking work
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That’s very kind of you. Thanks for your kind words. Your words really do warm this Swede who looks upon the coming winter like that youngster looks up towards the stars. 🙂
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Winter, great on a postcard but we have nothing over here like you do. Still more time to write wonderful things as you do.
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Eerie and compelling.
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on Tobias Haglund.
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Step aside Robert Frost. Great.
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Ha-ha! That’s very kind of you. But let’s hold our horses. 🙂
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beautiful
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Thanks!
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I am listening to Wintermusik by Nils Frahm – the perfect accompaniment and quite uncanny. Brings to mind childhood and simpler times…
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Thanks, Adam. Yes there is quite something magnetic about the stars during the winter nights. I’m listening to Nils Frahm now (didn’t know of him before). Thanks for the tip!
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Nicely illustrates those quiet and eerie cold nights…
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Thank you. I agree. I don’t know how it is where you live, but here in Stockholm, Sweden, it is already very dark during the afternoon. Thanks for your kind words.
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