"What miracle of weird transforming is this wild work of frost and light, this glimpse of glory infinite?" – John Greenleaf Whittier
Soft snow swirls down from heaven like God's sweet kisses,
Naturally cold candies, their flavour unique,
I catch them on my tongue and they melt in my mouth,
I twirl with the snowflakes under the winter sky,
This frosty white weather was created for me,
I love its cozy stillness and its cool chillness,
Snow angels and snowmen add their magical touch,
Icicles hang like crystal daggers from rooftops,
Adding to the nippy niveous nature dance,
Fluffy floating feathers of an angelic bird
Feefle as flakes... tender freezing flames from beyond,
How I love this still, chill, wintry white wonderworld!
Her body my fingertips journey
As climbs the walls of villas shiny ivy,
Fondling mysterious green paths
Like those painted on sweet hyacinths,
Which colour her niveous neck and cheeks as do grasses on a bay.
Brush Up
Autumn
cosmetic
facial features
cleansed anew niveous
Winter
2,3,4,6,2
2020 November 19
*Honorable Mention*
QUIN-TO your five line
~~Brian Strand
Sleeping snow awaits to penetrate from above
Niveous pillows of cloud temper the surround,
Ornamental crystals waltzing within the wind
Wanton; knowing when not here you’re sleeping around.
© Harry J Horsman 2015
Started missing schatzi, longing for his next spree;
I owe happiness, schatzi gives me - - -
Moments rise still when schatzi is with me;
Nobody has ever given the peace,
My schatzi brings in me.
We roam like niveous, our likes left unscathed,
Wander in flow, “coup de foudre”- - -
Laughs so childish, you crave‘t see yet more.
Forgives effortlessly, who ‘as a heart of gold.
niveous crystals little daggers under eaves trickling points of light
^*^
Niveous pristine
Sculpted stiff mount crystalline
Scorching,perspiring !
Gelid mound earth thaw
Deity's paragon - " BLUE "
Enticing milieu ?
^*^
===jun-jun villanueva===
july 08,2012
Unfurled and draped
Clasped to rugged stanchion holds
Fiery colors so recently encased
Now blazon; presentation bold
Flap and flourish; draw attention…
Iconic salve for fickle folk
Most every other day, not even mentioned
But always at the ready, patriotism to invoke
Bright white astral bodies sail
Blood red bands contained by niveous stripes
Supposed Freedom; actually frail
Purchased but forgotten, despite all of the strife
Echoes of long lost heroes’ cries
Belittled by our flickering interest
Forefathers look on with anguished sighs
Our homeland; nation…weak symbolism at best
Next day, after picnics and flares
Encased again, stored up in garages high
Not to enter our thoughts or cares
‘Till the next Fourth of July
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