Flurries bite as the raven drools
it sits on frosted boughs and trills.
Amid the numb of winter’s limbs
its call, the threadbare air, refills.
My eyes mirror the lone hill’s song
while breaths cry out to agonize.
Deep within a moonless backdrop
phases of blue cause dullness to rise.
Prickly snow defrocks my gladness
Embedding stains on bleak frontier.
Oh torch of light, kindle the pyre
to awaken mood quite sullen here!
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Winter Blues Contest of Juli-Michelle
by nette onclaud
Flurries sway on brocade of her pinkish gown
It’s Christmas night, breath rising from fresh lips,
A graceful face looks on as tinsels surround
Bouquet of orchids clutched by fingertips.
She paces a walk down through a chapel aisle,
Rhapsody of carols hums of new life
While he, entranced by rare sight parts a smile
Exchanging oaths so warm, man to bride-wife.
The hallway rouses with cheer and merriment
December groom takes spouse for glides of waltz
And best man toasts, “Jane, don’t nag for the rent ;
Sean, always laugh at her old jokes with applause.”
After chimes for kisses ring, her back turns
Unfurling bouquet of orchids, mid- air
A catch huddled by one whose fate confirms
Same magic of a wedded bliss; love’s flair!
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12/03/2013
Shadow's Contest:Getting Married at Christmas...
by nette onclaud