cold, but

cold
weather's cold
my house...colder
my toes...numb

but
somehow
this morning
as I sat here
fingers on the keyboard
eyes on the screen

I noticed
in window's bottom corner
mostly blocked
by the empty house next door
strands of
corals and silvers and golds
shining like diamonds

ran
to get my camera
and then
oblivious to the
frozen morning air

opened
the door
and from the merpeset*

I aimed
my camera
at the remaining vision
and then

exited
the front door
armed
to catch shots
of the dawn's rich rays
dwindling in the sky

winter's sky


*balcony or terrace