Dark, Empty and Cold

In December at 5pm it,s dark, empty and cold.
It,s dark empty and cold here in Seaton.
The beach; which in summer is full with tourists; playing,
is now dark empty and cold.
Behind a blanket of cloud,
the full moon hides,
dark, empty and cold.
No horizon - land and sea and sky as one,
dark and empty and cold.
Passers by walk briskly, wrapped up against -
the dark, empty and cold -
hurrying to the warmth,
of mind body and soul,
away from the dark,
the emptiness,
and the cold.