Gratitude / Winter by Jan Darrow

Gratitude

in winter
darkness
falls upon the trees
in afternoon
then wraps itself
around the room
in shadows colored by
the greys and blues

and in the darkness
falls another light
the moon has traveled
to the room

I stop and see myself
reflection in itself
a distance traveled yes
not measured
by a room




Winter

there is nothing left
of the hour -
we drown
in this dull day

frozen layers of darkness
grow to the edge

winter seeps
into the corners of our eyes
and mouths
spreading across our skin
like silence

Jan Darrow is a poet from Michigan who finds abandoned places utterly beautiful.  You can find more of her work on Amazon or at: https://jandarrow.blogspot.com/.