Winter Queen
With cat like silence a winter queen
dresses the still woods in ice cream dream.
Trees bow to her majesty from up high,
as she summons gray clouds to fill the sky.
Her chilly lips kiss in crystal wet drops,
divinely fashioned, until it stops.
In screaming winds, the winter queen,
loses fury from her northern scene.
Icy fingers touch tender ribs in cold shock.
through layers of clothes that bar them not.
All hail, the winter queen,
her lactescent highness, most serene.
Busying herself throughout the night,
she dresses the land in virgin white.
She waves her wand and all transforms,
from snowy nights to crisp clear morns.
1/1/17
Form C - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Broken Wings
Categories:
lactescent, weather, winter,
Form: Couplet
Winter Magic
In silent secret a winter queen
dresses the still woods in ice dream cream.
Her chilly lips kiss our faces in wet drops
each divinely fashioned
each uniquely its own.
In screaming winds, the winter queen
loses fury from her northern home.
Icy fingers touch tender ribs in cold shock.
Through layers of warmth, they find way.
All hail, the magic queen,
her lactescent highness,
a silver fox with frigid breath.
Blessing the land with frozen teardrops,
falling willows among rose thorns,
she waves her wand and
snow drifts take flight.
1/1/17
WINTER MAGIC
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
Categories:
lactescent, snow, winter,
Form: Free verse