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The Haunting

ghostly iciclesSomething wicked this way comes,

Marching in to Arctic drums;

Promised gift of spring succumbs

To ghosts of winter past.

Ice Queen reigns supreme for now,

Frigid frost on frigid brow;

Soon, she’ll have to take a bow,

For phantoms cannot last.

 

Time Keeper

wintry sundial

 

Whether Time gets snowed right in,

or whether snow times out,

crisply carving hourglass sands

leave shadows of a doubt.

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As clock-chimes cast aspersions

where Time is running thin,

moments freeze on crystal shores

where memories have been.