Winter Solstice
This frostbitten dream
is unraveling
from the scarlet around
my shoulders
to the evergreen beneath my feet
I take the cold, wrapping
spring around my hips
like a taffeta skirt
hoping and waiting for
the howls
and calls of
summer things
that seem so far away
But this awakening earth
a marvelous birth
of our saviour in his
granduer
how shall I compare?
with my bright eyes
pale skin
and dark hair?
I feel like the mistress of
a warm season come
to romance
a world I still do not
understand still
of my child hood days
of wondering
still
why things die in the cold.
is unraveling
from the scarlet around
my shoulders
to the evergreen beneath my feet
I take the cold, wrapping
spring around my hips
like a taffeta skirt
hoping and waiting for
the howls
and calls of
summer things
that seem so far away
But this awakening earth
a marvelous birth
of our saviour in his
granduer
how shall I compare?
with my bright eyes
pale skin
and dark hair?
I feel like the mistress of
a warm season come
to romance
a world I still do not
understand still
of my child hood days
of wondering
still
why things die in the cold.