Eight-line Poems

Cabbages

Cabbages

Newly arrived from the warmth of Africa,
we went for a walk in the crisp, cold winter
of Kent, breath steaming in the sharp air.
Crossing a ploughed field with only the stumps
of cabbages showing above ground,
the crunch of our footsteps on the frozen soil
awoke us to a new continent, a homeland
as old as the hills and as fresh as now.


Line Count: 8
Free Verse
For Express It In Eight, January 03 2021
Prompt: Warmth and/or crunchy.