Winter's Gods - For Contest

Winter’s Gods Numb feet slowly shuffle through light snow cold stinging hands reach out in hope clouds deny pale warmth of sun ice crystals frame pained empty eyes Hope has fled as leaves before a gale love - succumbed for lack of fire charity - ensconced in a black kettle bells calling not the faithful – but the fearful Churches feed the hungry - watered broth insufficient to the needs of broken souls shelters without stars or angels lost sheep in search of shepherds touch Winter in the heart of frozen Gods unable to undo a season’s wrath John G. Lawless 11/9/2015 submitted to – Write Me A Winter Poem – Poetry Contest sponsor – Broken Wings