Ruth Walters


February's Colour. - Poem by Ruth Walters

I looked into a February sky.
It's dark, inky blueness
had no moon yet.

The car warmed me, as
tall, looming street lights
shone like stars, sparkling.

Spring is coming, I thought,
but winter's icy hands
are still upon us.

How sad for February
that I wish it away
most every year

like an unwanted
stray at my door,
trying to be friendly.

Poor February,
it's but a small bridge
to March

but for a moment,
this evening,
it was warm and full of colour.


Comments about February's Colour. by Ruth Walters

  • (2/26/2013 4:39:00 PM)


    What beautiful and soulful words, very nice poem. (Report) Reply

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  • John Brown (2/5/2013 10:46:00 AM)


    Nice verses Ruth. I too tend to want to wish February away - shame innit? (Report) Reply

  • Babatunde Aremu (2/2/2013 2:07:00 PM)


    Great poem. The colour of Feb in the temperate climate is difference in the tropics. This poem is a celebration of nature. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 2, 2013


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