Cold wind whips ice-cream star dust

around the hanging frosty pale moon,

stretching the curtain on winter’s night

lingering just long enough…

Shinning white wishes on a

promise day of ice-covered earth

left dormant from tomorrow’s spring

in secrets of russet latent hope…

As a frigid coil whips frothy star dust

while a wanting bird chirps for warmth,

slightly flying into a frozen morning

he pauses to listen for company…

Bathing in the shinning silver wishes

hanging with the cold pallid moon,

he chirps again and lingers to listen

in secrets of still iced air of wanting hope…

Quiet resounding love threads the weave

of dawn with the promises of

morning, night and enchantment

twist blindly among the beginnings…

Copyright:   2011

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