Early mist
Dark November morning
Air so cold it bites my house warmed skin
Now sun appears
And brightens up the prospect
A lovely day is dawning
Breathe it in
In Ukraine
The war is sadly raging
Soldiers will be shot
Who turn away
Kremlin is another name for cruelty
Top down madness
Putin has his day
And I cocooned
From the stress and strain of living
Sit cosy in my living room alone
The Lord himself
My lifeline every morning
Man of little faith
No time to mourn
Brian Fahy
4 November 2022
Erris Poetry 