Something woke me

Something woke me. Early.

        Frost had painted

        the morning white.

        A crackled silence.

        Bird calls were swallowed

        in the blue ice of dawn.

        Nothing moved.

        But something woke me.

        I unlocked the door

        into the deep stillness of a winter day.

        The immobility of a chilled moment.

        Caught between colour

        the leafless definition of the season.

        But something woke me.

        In scarf and coat I searched and found

        in the northern corner of the yard

        the yellow-throated orange flowers

        of clivia bloomed

        in silent bells of The Angelus.

These poems are from my new collection IN THE APRICOT DARKNESS (view the cover and contents below in my recent posts). They are now being published individually, daily under 'recent posts' on my blog and will be shortly available as an eBook that can be read online or downloaded for free.