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NAKED TREES AND WINTER COLD
What freaks of nature
They may seem to be:
Tall trees—barked skeletons—
Of well seasoned wood:-
Well seasoned wood,
Piercing the sky,
Casting weird shadows
Across the chilled terrain:-
Their statuesque stillness,
Poised assurance
Of the coming
Spring resurrection:-
If only we too could stand
In such blessed assurance:-
CROSS BEARING WINTER TREES
In winter daylight,
Falling leaves carpet the ground:
Snow carpets the leaves:-
But the trees are not worried:
Resurrected leaves shall spring:-
There is a forest in my chest—
It grows no trees, only space
where willows once stood.
Where light rives in but answers nothing
Illuminates only the certainty of Eclipse—
Creatures born of Lack—
drift-ice flecks of snow
that fell inward and refused to thaw
They pace in slippers threadbare
unbearable—breeding Hunger into Dissent
like wolf-teeth gnawing Bone.
They are the sounds Lack makes
when Loneliness grows lungs
feral for the breath
I still must spend—
One day I’ll wrench them
into Riven Breath of Sky—
cavernous, storm-wrought
yet clawing still—
They’ll rasp the Void
like blades through Snow
my chest a Hive of emptied Bone—
And I
remain the Forest without Trees
oozing riven Light
that answers Nothing
being inscribed in snow.
As snow is melting,
It's as though even buildings
Are softly crying.
ice on my window
falling snow, falling eyelids
freezing makes me warm
Snow slowly fills
An empty nest
The metaphor
Now empty
12 May 2022
15 syllables
Snowflakes falling
Away from the Heavens...
Just like how we were (before)...
Fallen beings.
Each of us one of a kind,
When shall He free our minds...?
When will that day come
When we find The One
Whom loves us forever more...
Someday, we will rise
In evaporating waste...
When will we be saved
From our unclean
And shameful world?
Freeing our souls
(Freezing our pain),
And condensing into repentance.
His tears of joy and judgement;
Shall fall from the skies
As we melt away,
Then He cleanses our world,
Flooding all of our tears away...
Just like snowflakes,
We have fallen.
Now we wait for that
Very same, rainy day...
Winter arrives on a cold, blustery breeze,
sashaying forth on a carpet of white.
And donning a crystalline gown,
She freezes all with a frosty breath
that transforms Autumn's tattered dress
into a shroud of crumpled colors.
The Queen of icicles
and mistress of the North,
She rules with a frigid heart.
And as flurries of snowflakes confetti the wind,
She weaves them into an icy white duvet.
Though a sterile maiden with ice in Her veins,
children, skaters, and skiers still love Winter.
Winter is not as nurturing as Spring,
and yet, where Nature's hibernating animals sleep,
She tucks them in with a blanket of snow.
Peaked out and everything was covered
White—some things totally invisible—visioning
Helpless immobility burdens, once always conquered:-
Background sunlight caste dull-white shadows
Across whiten, once pale green grass groundings;
Where excited dogs have left frozen scented footprints.
Wow, who would have imagined that warm yesterday
Was, as if fall had challenged winter to show her cold face?
Well, weary winter just burst out in all her agonizing beauty!
And now, here we sit in an even more distancing atmosphere
With its own chilling pandemic overtones of melting running water
Wetting wishful dreams frozen into no-show-snow, slippery tomorrow!
The Snowflake
If I could borrow from nature’s hand a symbol, a modality,
That speaks of me
The snowflake I choose for its originality.
No two look quite alike, each wears a different face
Yet when they fall upon a barren world defaced
They blend in harmony with beauty’s grace.
1-28-22
Contest: Bite Size Poem no34
Sponsor Line Gauthier
a
blanket
of new snow
covers the ground
like the sweet meringue
atop my grandma’s scrumptious lemon pie.
written January 14, 2022
Grey skies make me smile
Autumn's chill embraces me
Winter's on the way
Now I feel alive
Heat and humidity gone
Summer's oppression
Trees disrobe for sleep
Pray, winter bring your snow
To blanket the earth
White ice lit darkness
Slight crunch of snow under foot
Quiet falling flakes
Swirling wind echos
Calling souls to festival
Join in blissful dance
Cold winter's breath blows
Icey fingers decorate
Dark clouds forebode snow
Chance climate holds thus
Dancing white will soon alight
The god's magic dust
Colorless earthscape
Snow maiden weave thy blanket
Fair comfort to drape
A time ago,
After it snowed,
My friend forebode,
A certain road,
The shortest way to go.
Yet I was slowed,
So on this night,
The moon was bright,
I took a right,
And went on down the road.
And to my sight,
I could defend,
Against my friend,
But would depend,
On if the end was bright.
But at the bend,
I saw it close,
And so it goes,
The road I chose,
Was dead upon the end.
Twinkle white powdered Frozen dew
Specs of granulated salt sweetened
Suspended fallen crushed sugar cubes
-Frozen drops rain dots leaping
9/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020