Gemstones On White Velvet
The precipitation
fell without
hesitation
Soon all would
be covered....
Encased
in ice
No longer a farm
but now a crystal kingdom
Every branch
Every bud who
thought warmer days
would bring Spring
Now captured
The wind did blow
that icy night
Branches burdened
with the weight
of the ice
Shards of crystal
breaking and falling
and this morning....
I awoke to
hundreds
no thousands of diamonds
Translucent gems
strewn about
Crystal ice prisms
reflecting in the
cold winter's sun
Gemstones on white velvet.
Written January 2007 after a weekend ice storm which left our farm in a virtual paradise.
Laura Horner
Copyright © deadheadpoet ... [2007-01-22 12:46:26]
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