The days of mid-December

are black-and-white,

from the white snow and black forests

of the brief daylight

to the deep ocean of ink

that engulfs the land

when the pale light withers.

In these two colours

the mind makes it's home

of cold and dark,

shivers contemplating bleak memories

as the dour hours of the long night

and the gray aching light of day

come and go,

come and go.

19.12.2014