Cold Snap … After the Snow


Cold Snap

It was one of those winter days
so cold the air filled your lungs
like a lover your heart,
leaving you chasing your breath.
Jackdaws took the first dance
In the sky above blue as a beach towel.
Ghost roads gleamed under foot
And ‘left behind’ leaves shrivelled in
Frost clung to their mother-tree branches.
Blanched snow clouds patrolled the horizon
Tightening their hold on the day
Like Clint Eastwood bringing
a Desperado into town.

After the Show

​In the cutaway moonlight
Salome hot from dancing
In the reach and mess of
The king’s tent ran to
The cool and scented bath
Her mother had prepared
Listening to the lullaby she sang
Weaving across the dunes

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Bernard Pearson

poet & author

Bernard lives in Oswestry, UK. He is published in around one hundred journals and magazines worldwide. He is also a spoken-word performer, finalist in both the John Tripp Spoken Word Competition and The All Wales Comic Verse Competition. Plus a biographer and prize-winning short story writer. His work has appeared in many publications. In 2017 a selection of his poetry ‘In Free Fall’ was published by Leaf by Leaf  Press. In 2019 he won second prize in The Aurora Prize (an international competition in Poetry) for his poem ‘Manor Farm’ and his first novel ‘Where the Willows End‘ was published by Leaf by Leaf Press. His second novel is due out in 2022.

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