Winter
You beneath a midnight sky
With tears of crystal
Falling from your eyes
Dressed in a cape of glistening white
With your haunting beauty all aglow
In the pale moonlight
So still and so silent
You lie at my feet
The only sound is the sound
This spellbound heart beats
Gone is your rage of yesterday
When you threw the world
Into a state of disarray
When you with your breath
Blew a kiss of death
Tearing the leaves
From those beautiful trees
Killing your rival
Autumn
So weep my beauty weep
Your insincere tears
Now that you find
Yourself all alone
And wait for Spring
To melt a heart
Cold and hard as stone
Written: December 29th, 2020
For: Winter Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2020
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