I’ve seen some posts on facebook about the fact that cold weather in winter is no surprise, it happens every year. It reminded me to share a poem about it.

A Cold Spell

Take a misty morning
A foggy night

A snuffly nose
A snowball fight

An icy road
Warm woolly tights

Add chilblain pain
A wind that bites

Then summon sleet
Think thoughts of white

Now look outside
It’s winter. Right?

Church just visible through fog
Image copyright Bernard Young

Bernard Young is an experienced performance poet who is available for workshops in schools, particularly primary age. He is based in Manchester, but will travel further afield. Over the years he has also worked successfully in partnership with Road Safety officers, combining the road safety message with creative writing. For more information, see the Contact page.

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