White On White
The wails and shrieks
of a banshee
warn of death;
hidden amidst the chaos
of a whiteout blizzard.
While skeleton trees
rattle bare bones;
as Winter's wrath
pummels them
with fists of snow.
Blue skies are obscured
by a flurry of snowflakes;
white on white.
And temperatures drop
to freezing;
as a ravenous cold
slips free of its leash,
snarling like a rabid dog.
Nipping and biting,
at any exposed skin.
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