The recent snow has inspired me.
Drops crystalize to
become swords of Damocles,
looming and lovely.
Rolling born, cold made,
coal sight, and branching arms bade,
woolen scarf, heat fade.
Orbs of packed crystals
arc through icy air at their
down covered targets.
Cold origami
sparkles even in dim light,
leaving me grinning.
Intricate ice is
falling fairly faintly thus
covering cold curves.
(Prompt by me)
"Venturing Out - iPhone 6" by Jody Claborn
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