Cold

Fractured bright light in inverted cones

Turqoise blue hues in iceberg’s bones

White covered peaks and tundra’s snow

Where polar bears, wolverines and snowgeese go

 

In my own front yard a winter’s yarn

Snowmen and snowflakes flaunt winter’s charm

Safe from the house a blizzard’s scene

After the snowfall a blanket serene

 

Blinded eyes from the glare off the snow

Cold warms the heart that adventure knows

The turn of the ski or the ice on a blade

The resonant beauty of a winter’s glade

 

I can’t stand still in the winter night

I have to move for the weak sunlight

I stay in motion to warm my skin

With several layer’s I’m all tucked in

 

The soulful warmth of a winter’s day

The heat of anger will melt away

The inner healing white made so nice

Anger turns to a shard of ice

 

Ray Andrews

 

 

Until next time

Ellecee