Grace @ Everyday Amazing
morning dawns in white
icicles, dangling like sharp spears from
brown-tiled roof, winter seeps colder than ever
veiling the trees, bare
and seedless, in muted symphony - pristine
as morning dawns in white
sky heaves in palest pink
and lavender clouds, slowly melting the
icicles, dangling like sharp spears from
my window, crusted in sprinkled crystals--
all is quiet, not a bird nor squirrel scampering the
brown-tiled roof, winter seeps colder than ever
Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Chained Rhyme: Cascade - Hosted by Hedgewitch ~ A cascade is a poem where each line of the first stanza serves in sequence as the last line of the following stanzas.

