fairy-froth in icy court,

fabricated of earth’s tears

and Arctic breath,

magical feathers

to fly fears

in whispers

to God’s throne.


I’ve never seen frost like this.  My husband pushed some snow to break a walking trail, and within hours, the ground was covered with fairy-dust feathers of frost.  The atmospheric conditions must be just right to produce such a phenomenon –  why did it grow?  Why take this feathery form?  The  mystery and magic have me enthralled…

18 comments on “Frailty

  1. tinamhunt says:

    Living with the mystery….like the manna of your other poem. We can ask “what is it?” Or receive the mysterious offering as a gift. I vote gift. 🙂

  2. Gallivanta says:

    They are magical.

  3. Heidi Viars says:

    gift!!! definitely!!! 🙂

  4. Caddo Veil says:

    Oh, I’m so lovin’ this! Especially “feathers to fly fears in whispers to God’s throne”–amazing, vivid imagery, and so comforting and assuring.

  5. Melody, these are “magical feathers” indeed! Perfect poem too!

    Blessings ~ Wendy

  6. RoSy says:

    Beautiful! I’ve never seen anything like that before. They look like leaves.

    • melodylowes says:

      I can’t explain to you how absolutely stunning it was. I was so excited to see what they looked like this morning – and we got snowed in, at least 6 cm, blowing in every direction. I may never see this phenomenon again in my lifetime… ??

  7. so detailed and delicate ~lacy!

  8. Debbie says:

    What a discovery for you .. and the poem was exquisite to match the photo! Thank you for blessing us!

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