TUESDAY, JUNE 18, 2019
June
Chill wraps the body
Creeping in
Unwelcomingly
To bones
Frozen
The too feeble sphere
Does not
On its daily arc
Stoop to thaw
Ice jewelled webs
Still, the sweet
Acacias stir
To brighten
The heathland
With their sun drenched
Orbs
Sign of
Days to come
Lengthen, lighten
And warm the paths
Trod on this mid-winter
Traipse.
Inshore Cassandra 