Surprise

frosty-fence

frost feeds on fear

freezes future fortunes

dishes up death on a silver platter

wouldn’t it be shocked to know

when we are flash-frozen

we grow glorious?

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Cotton Candy

cotton candy

Her trials transformed her –

but not until

life’s stresses

reminded her

diamonds are only born under intense pressure;

here, darkness and barrenness, cold and discomfort

became the mixing bowl

where

her soul spun sweet.

.

 

Imitation

fall reflection

 

You are the gold

and I the reflection;

I am the copy,

You, its perfection.

If I can but mimic

Your brilliance and hue,

Impressionist painting

could point hearts to You.