Ode to Winter

I came across this beautiful poem by Matthew Holloway about the beauty of the melancholic season of winter. The blooming hellebores in my garden are one of the lovely treasures of winter for me. So these pictures are my ode to winter!

What would be the one thing you love in winter?

Ode, ode to the winter

What music plays to sonnet

While a world drifts to sleep

Leaves curl and flowers bow

Birds take flight to further place

A touch of frost creeps in

Stealing the landscape of its colour

Soon all shall be held motionless

In the still of a winters season

Now in all its changing

The beauty and perfection of life

Is left open to be witnessed

Savoured by the eye of an artist

To feed the soul, nourish the heart

This melancholy season

This changing landscape

What beauty it reveals

In an ode to the winter

Matthew Holloway