Friday, January 10, 2014

Poem: Falling

by Caroline
Almost as a mirror, a blanket of snow
Silence from the muffling carpet, at night
Crystals in unison make a sea, of snow
Aglow by the rays of the moon, cold and bright.

Every color in white is drowned
Perfect white as far as forever
Icicles of silver impale the ground
Wind of stone cannot die, ever.

Stars rain in frozen form, falling
Skin stung and soft, eyes wide
A forest owl and wolf, dark, calling
Spellbound, is every thing outside.

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