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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Winter Fantasy I love to walk through twilight In mountain hills Breathlessly awaiting evening’s first Flakes of snow in a winter carnival That rowdy gathering clouds Threatened to toss upon their upturned faces And, When at last, making merry, the storm releases A snowy vision descending on a dreaming world A lullaby of sweet calm Transcends sleepless visions like twirling snowflakes To fill nocturnal eyes With visions of barren aspen arms Embracing shivering jewels of glittering snow. Between wind whipped flakes I see The warm and cozy lights of homes Resting in the trees To cast a revelry of amber shadows On the pure whiteness Of a crystalline blanket falling from the sky; They hide their eyes Among the spruce As love But With inviting looks Beckon me abide As I pull my hands into warm sanctuary pockets To walk upon the gala of snow serene. In a carnival of swirling flakes of snow My footsteps Quickly Lose their warmth – Now Hidden by My brumaled friends As the evening sky Slowly turns Her dark side inside out From Turquoise to blue To white. And when the storm finishes Emptying The clouds As feather pillows opened wide The moon slow pulls herself Above these hills in festival To ride a winter sky Watching over the silver Shimmering earth Alive with twinkling moonbeam stars On outstretched limbs Of aspen trees – They twinkle in a jubilee – bright reflections Of a sister in the sky. The air turns colder – Cutting right to the very marrow core With sharp and brittle winter bite When the mountains Glimmer cold as moonlight – Blue as stars – As They stand above the valley Wearing alpine ermine furs Sentinels of the day Now past – Guardians of tomorrow And Though they change their winter masks For summer’s green masquerade Their faces never change – I would know them always! 1-1-21 Contest: Winter Sponsor: Emile Pinet
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