Winter’s Morning

Picture taken by Damien Davis (my brother!).  More images available at damiendavis.co.uk and copyright thereof. This photograph, titled 'Winter's Morning', was taken from Martinsell Hill Fort, overlooking The Vale of Pewsey.

Picture taken by Damien Davis (my brother!). More images available at damiendavis.co.uk and copyright thereof.
This photograph, titled ‘Winter’s Morning’, was taken from Martinsell Hill Fort, overlooking The Vale of Pewsey.

Winter’s Morning

 

The frost of the Mӕtelmesburg,

Herald’s winter’s reign,

The icy grip of a mad god,

The rime of his domain,

Settles on the ley,

As the sun, somewhat snoozy,

Rises o’er the Hill Fort,

Reveals the Vale of Pewsey.

 

The long knoll bathed in golds,

Silvers, pink and purple hues,

Joined by gentle azure, then,

Perfect cerulean, blues,

That wash the sky with wonder,

And fill the heart with glee,

A picture shared by brothers,

Breathes such poetry.

 

Would that Mӕtelhelm could see,

His realm so beautifully painted,

The elder might believe the sun,

And world now reacquainted,

In majesty and unity,

Hope in the new day, dawning,

The frost of the Mӕtelmesburg,

Love is this winter’s morning.