Ashes and Lead

bitter weather, is friend

to these tawdry fallow days

of bare dismal January,

the red green and golden

glamour now neatly packed

away, is replaced by dull

pallid lean ambivalent greys,

with all anticipation spent

we paddle listlessly through

a month that promises

little to deliver even less,

it’s a time for finding lost

things, mending damage

and taking stock, a time

for change, of intent, habit,

discovery and preparation

for future growth.

Published by grahamrsherwood