Monday, January 15, 2007

Observing January
By Don Iannone

Cold dark late January afternoon.
Snow clings, like fluffy lint,
on frozen tree limbs shuddering
at the thought of three more months of winter.
Daylight fades, as afternoon gives way to evening,
and light wisps of snow now flurry their way
through openings pushed by winter's icy breath.
One lone sparrow in the distance
eyes the swaying feeder,
waiting for just the right moment
to descend for an early dinner
before darkness falls,
and the new moon rises.

My heart longs to sit
by a blazing fireplace,
nursing a stiff scotch on the rocks.


Rob said...

I like the surprise ending.

Incidentally I heard someone on the radio say that whisky loses some of its flavour when ice is added....he suggested it is better to add water. There is a scientific reason for wasn't just his opinion.

QUASAR9 said...

Hi Don,
we hear of the ice in the US
but glad to say the spring sun on its way is starting to thaw the cold here

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Rob and Q. Good points on ice. I like a few rocks with my booze. Old habit, I guess. Take care amigos!

floots said...

you been hiding in my head and my garden
(but i'll have a g and t) :)

Don Iannone said...

Floots...a picture that most of us can see, no matter what part of the planet we inhabit. Love those moments, and a drink by the fireside where the heart can melt and open to its true nature.

Anonymous said...

Yet another wow!

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