￼ Two and the moon, we lay beneath a star-sprinkled sky. The hill frosted before our eyes each grass blade a sugar-frosted sabre, each leaf a glistening butterfly, each breath a sparkling ghost. Two diamonds lost to love, we glittered, the night closing around us like a jewellery box.
Crystalline you bring the white That sparkles through the dark of night The cold of breath, the misting air A touch of winter everywhere And who, you say, is such a man To launch this diamond carpet plan To chatter teeth, his aim and boast He is Jack […]
Carpeted frost does glisten to me Lain across dawn, grasses, and tree A trillion jewels that will melt with the light What an awakening from another long night How is that everything can look so complete Wrapped up in cobwebs and diamonds, so neat I’ll linger a little, then run a bit more This world full of frost is just one I […]
A North wind’s blowing Frost prickles the ground Herds wrapped in sheepskins Just wander around The crows all have sore throats As trees creak with ice The world standing frozen Especially the mice A new January morning Where white stands apart It’s glacial all over Except in our hearts
Sugar-coated crispness laid upon a bed of thorns Tinkles in the wan light of a birthing dawn. A delicate moment captured before passing into obscurity. I wonder: how many more such moments we miss?
Frosted carpet Twinkling bright Diamond moments In morning light Sent from heaven To guide my way On this first cold And frosty day
The brittle fingers of a first frost Have crept over my flesh. It is a fleeting taste of what’s to come, An early morning whitewash Striving to glitter through urban fogs. The last leaves of an Autumn shed Crinkled and crisp beneath my feet An aural accompaniment to the seasonal image: How refreshing; how pretty; how cold!