513 Where Dimly Lit is the bright cool wit

Winter white Britain is glowing

In darkness when the evening brims

Downward, weightlessly, in absence of motion

The elegantly greying Dimly tranquilizes



Neighbourhoods through stillness to the subdued horizon

Where oak courage on the field and starballs will wait

To re-align from rest by urban-set hedgerows

In their own milky galaxy where this frozen universe sways



Penduling gravity in dry water crystallum

Draping lithe wooden bodies in frost crusted chiffon

To grace company with shadows on long whispered breaths

Swinging the glistening powders,  rhythming the glacial hour





Stourbridge UK 

© 2018 La Floralie 3


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