A Tale of Winter
A Tale of Winter
Words in front of me in sight in their style and in some
weight on the type face I grin beaming with sadness
A crystal ball’s incantation gleams paranormal winter magic
and necromantic I reach out to the dead as a New Year dawns
My father survived frostbitten winters in Russia advancing
retreating dug into dugouts hanging on for dear miserable life
Abused and abusive he followed the crowds steam rolled
in naïve glory stripped to dead bones malediction abound
His quest was misplaced devoured humanity helped to
concentrate ashes like snow flakes melting in the chambers
of what remained crying out in silent pain in the ghettoes
boxed into madness plying its trade ever since and before
Alluring attraction I fled the winters and now sit in summer on
the southern side of the globe reflect cold shivering mind
Songbirds feast on tomatoes peppers spice up the garden
flowers seed beauty insects move on where we humans cannot
Somewhere today it is winter yet my grimace wants smiles
expressions of laughter’s simper ingratiation dignity’s grace
I am thankful for being conceived and conceive and with some
effort I vow that in small steps the wizard enchants from within
Carpe diem I must and fly on the carpet with lantern in hand
02nd January 2017
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2017
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