Street in Winter

The other day I stumbled across Creative Writing Ink so thought I’d give their weekly exercises a go as it seemed a fun way to ease myself back into writing after so many years off.

For my first go I thought I’d give a sonnet a whirl, and here it is, along with the photo that inspired it:

Black and White Bicycle

Black and White Bicycle (supplied by Creative Writing Ink)

 

Street in Winter

All is quiet and still this winter morn,
a gentle mist caresses the chimneys.
Pavements, normally busy, lie forlorn;
not a sound bar the rustling of the trees.
The snow falling softly toward the street;
two bikes, abandoned, against a terrace.
Soft snow, undisturbed by wandering feet;
not a soul in sight, each seeking solace
behind the curtains, curled up safe and sound.
A cat, asleep upon a window sill.
Soon the snow will melt to bustle abound,
but for now the street remains silent. Still.
All is calm and tranquil, soundless, serene;
a wonder of Nature, so rarely seen.

© Catherine Smith

Comments are more than welcome – any feedback is good feedback as they say. Or maybe they don’t and it’s just me…. nope, according to Google it seems they do!

6 thoughts on “Street in Winter

  1. Lovely poem – I really like “Soft snow, undisturbed by wandering feet; not a soul in sight, each seeking solace
    behind the curtains, curled up safe and sound”. I was glad that the summer weather was on its way, however after reading this I’m a little nostalgic for the winter snow!

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