I’ve had some bit of prose or poetry rattling around in my head the last few days about winter and a cold day. Somewhere along the way the word “Decemb’ry” popped into my head and wouldn’t let go of me. Yes, it’s made up, I”m aware of that. It’s an abbrevation of December obviously, and means a December-like day; a cold, bleak day.
Stepping out to face the early morn
Decemb’ry wind tore across the plain
Cold crunching crust of ice upon grass
Solemn solitary sun shone down on the bay