WINTER by Ashley Tunnell WELL DONE! Poetry

WINTER by Ashley Tunnell

One December morning

The sun looked like a question mark

Peering over the ridge

The answer was either the snow falling silently

And wrapping the trees in blankets of white

Or the wind cutting like a knife

Through a little mountain town

That stood frozen in time

The crunch beneath my boots

Sounded like the beginning of a story

I shivered my way through

While waiting for January to see its shadow

It was that cold December morning

When I first saw my breath

Carry every metaphor I’ve ever heard about winter

And I cupped my hands to catch them as they spilled out

Ashley Tunnell is a writer from Blairsville, GA. She is completing a bachelor’s degree with a teaching pathway in English from the University of North Georgia, and she intends to pursue her master’s degree in the same field with a concentration in creative writing. Her work has been published in UNG’s literary magazine as well as the Southern Literary Festival’s anthology of poetry and short stories. When she is not reading, writing, or studying, Ashley enjoys spending time with her family and singing in her local community choir.