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.

 

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Time Keeper

wintry sundial

 

Whether Time gets snowed right in,

or whether snow times out,

crisply carving hourglass sands

leave shadows of a doubt.

.

As clock-chimes cast aspersions

where Time is running thin,

moments freeze on crystal shores

where memories have been.

Evergreen

sprucebranch

Frozen,

wrapped in icicle lights,

pummelled with Arctic blasts;

snow-whipped,

frigid-crisped,

cursed with frosty casts.

Short days,

perennial nights,

benumbed betwixt and between;

underdogged, trodden-downed,

and yet –

evergreen.

Frozen Lava

gardenorb

Frozen lava, heart imprisoned,

Groaning ‘neath its bitter chains.

Winter threatens its extinction,

Freezing hope that dares remain.

Volcanism’s flow resurges,

Only to be petrified;

Magma’s tender chambers stiffen,

lock the gift of warmth inside.

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