Winters Song
Winter’s Song
The darkness of the pewter moon
Casts its light
Upon the dreary December night
Curtains close for autumn’s harvest
Leaves and cones and needles swept underground
The arctic brisks fill the air
Crystals and icicles adorn bare forest wood
Fluffy snow mount on the ground
Balled up to get thrown around
Full figured, round men are formed by the human hand
Sticks, carrot, buttons, hats ,
gloves and scarves bring them to life
Snow angels give their blessing and leave their imprint behind
Winter birds take flight into the night
The snow owl gnashes prey out of sight
The wind whirls and howls a dreadful weeping sound
White laced snow flakes grace the sky
Veiling it’s bride with mounts of fluffy clouds
Falling onto evergreen
Weighing it down
Bare trees are clothed with winter leaves
That melt and leave us when the sun comes out and blazes with all its heat
It leaves us with an image
Souvenirs as such :
Snow glows : balls of glass
water and styrofoam floating inside
Music to fill our hearts
Black ice
Dirt, char and everything nice
Slips and falls whenever it likes
Everything breaks under winter’s nose
The heart, one’s passion for life
And the bitter fight for light and the thirst for ice in a tall glass of sunshine
Ice in droplets splashed into one’s face
Sizzling in the sun, yet content with its warmth
Marckincia Jean
Free verse
11/13/19
Copyright © Marckincia Jean | Year Posted 2019
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