Textures of Winter

One Snowy Night Wallpaper__yvt2

street corners, fast asleep
huddle beneath
street lamp’s mellow light.
icicles
glisten like jewels,
crown the silent watchers’ brows,
while shredded wings
drift from the sky
to cloak and bury
the hustle and bustle,
the musts and have to’s
of the waking hours.

not a sigh;
not a single anthem lingers
in the reticent air;
white touches
steaming breath,
dances;
final bow, to melt on rosy cheeks
and i stride alone ~
the only sounds…

crunch

crunch

crunch

beneath my boots.
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I wrote this poem for Open Link Night over at dVerse Poets Pub. Come join us at the bar and share your poetry… doors open at 3pm EST…

photo credits: scenicreflections.com

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