Winter Garden

Poem By Janaki Nilmini

After the grande finale
Resting like dormant
Stage is empty
But, is it?
Not quite

Some matted leaves
On, still green grass
Some autumn sheds
Colourful as ever
Make a pretty painting

Skeleton bushes
Brown conifer brushes
Invite song thrushes
Where the spider rushes

Wood pigeon still scratches
Nuts, the squirrel yet hides
And magpie treasure hunts
Winter garden, neither empty
Nor dormant
Not quite

Comments about Winter Garden

Amazing creation....tremendous....love it :)
Wonderfully painted beauty of nature's magnificent winter. Every incident has something to look at and entice to enjoy. Excellent thinking. Thanks for sharing.
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely in good diction with conviction. A lovely depiction of winter season. Thanks for sharing Janaki.


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