Bitter cold suffocates us
sucking out breath with its talons,
ripping at throats of those fools
who dare to venture outside.
While a dastardly wind blows,
trees bend in supplication
whispering to the night wind
for relief from shattering limbs.
Snow levels rise enveloping
sheltering boughs of confers
planted for the avian creatures
naked legs, shivering in the cold.
Christmas lights twinkle in the wind
providing little warmth to wayward souls
only to those brave enough who peek
from tightly closed drapes drawn to colour.