December's Captives - For Contest

December’s Captives Nights are longer than before tepid sun in full retreat before shallow light of cold stung moon hanging over heaving stillness. Crystal crispness tapping on frosted windows fireplace crackling Acapella response. Outside silence – unbroken by soft feathered Owl wings floating over whiteness in union with the clouds moon shadows dancing the terrain. Midnight, muffled tone of distant bell devoured by the need for sound vibrations tickling the sleepers needs. Shivering sun slides over dawn’s icy breath flickering through the trees strobe lights announcing morning, awakening the depth of coldness seeping through the hearts of December’s captives. John G. Lawless 10/23/2015 for the contest - Trashed #4 sponsor - Broken Wings