Winter's Storm
The curtain curtails
as it becomes a hazed colored veil
covering the reflective gaze of ice-covered snow gale;
a glaze ablaze with light dazzled ready to ignite
brilliant, blinding, purest incandescent white
barely warming from distant glowing sunlight;
a gleaming glistening iridescent flow of virgin white
an elusive lucid momentary delight in flight
lost in a glacial granules thaw of pristine innocent delight;
just another February storm laid upon the ground now
silent hushed from the stormy rebound of the human plow
and all is quiet in the furrows of winter's brow.
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