New Year's Eve's nigh

In the stillness
of a winter's day
a drip drops
from melting snow

We slip slide
and curse
in the slush
and snow

We're teased by thaw
which freezes at night
Up above
the clouds speed up

In the far distance
a change is forming
bringing winds
that will break the frost

Where ancient isles
fringe the far northwest
the first feelers
have already come

The year's closing now
when 2015 arrives
it will come on the wings
of an Atlantic storm