#writeclub #freezing
If you think you’re feeling cold today
count yourself lucky
you could be a bird
hanging about in the winter time
tending to its clutch of eggs
while cold winds from the north
blow through the trees
that said, you could be a fish
down in the water of the darkest sea
the ice might be on the surface
cold and bright white
but its perishing below
you could be a vegetable
freshly picked today
and put in a bag with others
before you can get away
then stored in a great big chiller
with the door closed behind you with ease
its a hardlife, living as it does
as a garden pea.
The Inkwell 