Just after breakfast my mind sent the pun into my system, this was reinforced by hearing hail hitting the roof of the conservatory. It was not too long before the poem was birthed.
Winternet - 16 Jan 14
Ice falls
Dancing on the roof
Skittering across the road
Playing the song
Of January
Winter’s arms
Casting the net
Spread wide
Calling to Spring
To fade the winternet
Despite the pun, I feel the poem works rather well.
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