The midnight sky
black, merged
with the horizon
fallen to the earth.
A moon graces the
northern sky, scattered
across the white frozen
fields and apple trees.
Cold air rushes in
and quickly condenses
each time the door opens
letting the puppy briefly out.
Wonderful writing…poem was awesome. The imagery really conveyed the feeling you were after! Thanks for sharing!
Thank you kindly for your comments. It was about 8 below when I wrote that and quickly scuttled the puppy back in.
Wasn’t expecting that last line 🙂 your words made me feel the crisp coldness and night…
Thank you. Winter is beautiful as long as the puppy’s feet are warm. 🙂