snowfall and summer
~
envy
~
in the hammock
the snow rocks
gently, enthralled by
whispers
of fireflies
owl calls
~
wind harasses
the pines
mutters them miserable
snow fall ceases
stars punctuate
indigo sky
~
snow dwindles
shrinks and sublimates
the hammock cradles
a frail cadaver, swings
in obedience to
winter storm
~
~
Copyright Jane Tims 2013
nichepoetryandprose 
Ohhh… this is so lovely, Jane.
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Robin
January 11, 2013 at 3:45 pm
Hi. Thanks, Robin! Jane
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jane tims
January 11, 2013 at 8:41 pm
wow that’s lovely. Both the poem and the photo! Do you always leave the hammock out in the winter?
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dearrosie
January 3, 2013 at 12:41 am
Hi. No, we usually bring it in. The season just overtook me this year. Oh well. At least the snow can pretend it’s summer! Jane
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jane tims
January 3, 2013 at 8:54 pm
love the poem & the picture!
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Sigrun
January 2, 2013 at 7:38 am
Hi. Thanks! Jane
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jane tims
January 2, 2013 at 10:31 am