by Jan Hedger | Dec 14, 2016 | Poetry
Jack Frost impressionistic inside of bedroom window. Lino sharp cold, on warm feet, muffled hunting for comfort of slippers. Down to gloom-shadow living room, single light bulb tries, but never quite makes it into every corner. Two bar electric fire perch on edge of...
by Jan Hedger | Dec 14, 2016 | Poetry
Bitter cold growls like a circling dog. At first, just a warning, a hint of white mist. Closing in, dog nips at polar heels, then Wham! In for the killer bite immobilising fingers
by Jan Hedger | Dec 14, 2016 | Poetry
Sleep on,Ice Queen of winter, your wardrobe is not yet complete. Wouldn’t do for us to see you naked,like the stripped down trees. Sleep on, sleep on Slip into a dream of falling degrees, an ermine coat over white lace dress necklace draped; red berried pearls,...
by Jan Hedger | Sep 11, 2016 | Poetry
Tears of the Golden Willow fall like tresses of a mythological Goddess, cascading in a unbroken, quivering stream to the dark underworld far below where Sedges erupt, dwarf like trolls with heavy metal hair ‘we are trolls, fol-dee-rol, we are trolls, fol-dee-rol, we...
by Jan Hedger | Jul 1, 2016 | Poetry
(Night before) Smiling for the camera; fools! Oh little you know, of tomorrow. Majors, General’s, Government Misinforming – ‘gung ho, what ho! Enjoy your adventure lads’. Blind (Next day) Slither of dawn – shouts ring out ‘Over the top – on your feet my lads Make em...
