Bare branches hang down 

over the water's edge

creating mirrored images

of thin bony fingers

touching the surface 

in an eerie manner

leaves swirling around 

their pointed contact

as the wind rattles each one 

winter silently crept in

spreading across the land

frost crunching under foot

soon the water with be icey

the cold season takes over!

(C) Lissie's Poems 2025