A Wintry Wind

 

                                                By Sarah Das Gupta

A wintry wind whispers among bare branches

In upland fields, a gale howls through frozen hawthorn

A mad east wind storms and screams in frenzied fury

Over abandoned graves and broken crosses

 

Sleet sweeps across Alpine pastures

In the fold the sheep bleat pitifully

Icy rain incessantly rattles a broken window

Snow falls lightly on a transformed landscape

 

Moonlight is filtered through a sea mist

Throwing dappled light on dark waters

Waves dribble up cold, wet sand

Sea ice roars and sullenly grumbles

 

Horses’ hoofs ring out on icy lanes

A solitary fox barks from snowy woods

The owl hoots through frozen wastes

A wintry wind whispers among bare branches.

About the Author:

Sarah Das Gupta is an English Teacher from Cambridge, UK who has lived and taught in India, Tanzania and UK. Her work has been published in US, UK, Canada, Australia, India, Germany, Romania, Croatia, among other countries.