Ever changing
winter art on windows.
Your icy
deliciousnessflavored by minerals spills
over mountainsides in free fall scenes.
You are
noticed, your tendrils gradually
engulf tree
limbs and trunks.When the sun rises, it is to silent beauty;
a field of diamonds.
I see
glistening of grass stalks,
icicles hang from rooftopsand cars, decorating them like holiday
ornaments.
Your icy
coldness
takes my breath away. I am not naïve,these gorgeous icy days
are treacherous, even deadly.
I let the beauty entice from afar but I know…
a wrong step, a little too fast
on black iced road could mean
injury or worse. I try not to let my
guard down, for it is then you show your
true composition and break me like an egg.
5 comments:
Judy, you have captured well the beauty of ice...windows, glistening grass stalks, icicles. But you have also shown its danger (of which I am very much aware as I have to navigate an icy patch daily as I take dogs out. Sigh.)
Ice can add a certain magical look to a winter scene. But you are right...be careful not to slip!
You painted images with your words. Well done.
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Ooh, powerful last line! You captured well the beauty and treachery.
Oh, I love the tendrils....so beauty and fluid to see them growing and cascading! Beautiful~
"You are noticed, your tendrils gradually
engulf tree limbs and trunks.
When the sun rises, it is to silent beauty;
a field of diamonds."
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