The dawn of 2017 has so far been a cold one; here in Louisiana we’ve felt the chill of January, though we aren’t likely to see any snow. As a romantic who has always loved the snow (though not, admittedly, driving in it or shoveling it) – I long for the Winter of my childhood, and the beauty of a January sun shining on glittering white fields. If you’ve read my book, Space to Dream, you know that nature & the seasons – and in particular, Winter, inspires my writing. Indeed, I am a child born of this season and find its sights, smells & chills continue to inspire me even while I live in the south. I hope you enjoy some of my new Winter poems, and that despite the chill – you are warm.
I lie under pink swirls of sky,
enveloped in sparkling snow blankets,
awaiting the chill of night,
her stark beauty, Winter’s kiss.
In a silent night of solstice moon,
we watch twinkling lights glisten,
Winter’s hush broken by angels,
voices beyond the stars.
She dreamt of a wild, free love,
Stars tangled in her hair on a moonlit winter night,
Snow melting on her skin in a fiery glow.
May Winter’s fairy kiss you,
By her snowfall may you dream,
Her heart-fire keeping you warm,
Whilst stories in your soul gleam.
Safe within this Fireside fantasy hold me tight,
Whisper sonnets of love to my delight,
Recite Keats & Shelley, Romantics bright.
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