Winter by Venice Canals

Snow falling in Venice, whiteness abounds
Souls now abandoned, lie crisp, cold and still
The scourge of cholera hovers all around

Families broken, stacked down in the ground
Cries follow tears, cast high with a loud shrill|
Snow falling in Venice, whiteness abounds

The Lido now empty, St. Marks no sound|
Grand Canal silent, gondolas quite still
The scourge of cholera hovers all around

Doge’s Palace shuttered, Palazzos now bound
With chains and locks to keep out those ill
Snow falling in Venice, whiteness abounds

A moment of gladness takes off the frown
Spirits awake, and snatch life with its thrill
The scourge of cholera hovers all around

Dark nights return, cruel shadows are thrown
On children and parents who lie quite still
Snow falling in Venice, whiteness abounds
The scourge of cholera hovers all around 

© Graham Walker 2012

Photo courtesy of Flickr user kevenlaw.