Snowman

Cocooned and tucked away In a chrysalis Snowman melts Sooty are his tears Outside a lacustrine beauty His nose is the first casualty It falls on the ground Bang He was a freeman Once the snowman Stood mighty and high On this very lake Brilliant white. Kept sentinel over both fish and sharks His woolen scarf of crimson dye His eyes of onyx His orange nose of frost bite With natural authority He ordered the unruly school of fish Under the ice to keep quiet Blood- thirsty sharks Kowtowed to him. The mighty lord of the winter. The snowman kept the icicles Solid. Hurricanes swirled the snow Into dust. Unshaken was snowman, still! Kept his icy cool. Flocculent snow added layers upon Layer to the mystical lake Below his un-shooed feet And his hat He blew off the snow in excess On his Scarlet hat And carried on. It was the morn Ice clouds drifted above his head Like lost lambs. He heard a throaty voice It was the voice of the evil pirate Unmistakably so. The legend had it that The pirate took immediate Dislike to the snowman Who grew to have more authority Over fish and sharks Even the boats anchored On the shores of the lake The pirate had to see to it. He approached behind the snowman maliciously He had a rancid smell: Rotten fish. So that the snowman Began coughing. He grabbed hold of the snowman And enveloped him in a chrysalis. Today snowman sweated Helplessly in the chrysalis: His arms spirited away. His legs liquefied. There was so little left Of the essence of the snowman. Though his spirit made of ice clung to hope.