By J Ann Crowder

Nor’easter stars weave a warm duvet over ice-kissed earth
 
Gale winds curl, sketching garlands of heaping snow at my windowsill
 
A pale gust of steely blue awakens silvery nights
 
Wintry trees outstretch their lanky, leafless arms across a beryl dusk
 
Silent shadows stiffen and petrify amidst rimy dew
 
Upon an opaline hemisphere awakens an enchanted, glacial utopia
 
Magical, orphic whimsies are born
 
Flaxen fairies dip their frosted wings in sweetest, sacred light
 
A snow owl’s fleecy, feathered coat glows beneath an algid, spiced moon
 
All is a quixotic, mystic dance
 
Alas, my dreams are ever nestled within a crowning, winter solstice’s parading apogee

Written November 27th, 2016. Because I love winter.

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Nelson D Reyes
almost 3 years

The first line sets the scene. Right away I started looking for Orpheus as I could hear his music when all was in a "quixotic dance".
Simply beautiful wintry night! Can't help but dream with you capping your wintry night with the last line.
And Merry Christmas to you too! Love, Fave.

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
almost 3 years

Thank you friend!

Barb Clarke
almost 3 years

Such beautiful verse for a season difficult for many! Well done.

Charlotte B. Williams
almost 3 years

I agree with Robert such beautiful words. (Beautiful.)

Robert L. Martin
almost 3 years

I hate winter, but when I read your description of it, it's not so bad, after all. If I could remember the beautiful words you use, it would help my evaluation of it.

Vic
almost 3 years

Brrrr! It's a cold winter poem LOL. I like!

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
almost 3 years

Yes it is!

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