Friday, February 27, 2009

Narcissus-X Muses on Winter

Narcissus-X muses. Is winter woe or weal? Solitude. Silence. Sun retreats, night prevails. Heron-legged thoughts stalk nocturnal reveries.

Silibant softness
Damply stinging upturned face
Winter wind and snow

Sapphire beacon
Within swirling cloud of snow
Deadly steel within

Frozen swamp so still
Stony nectar glittering
Butterflies are gone

Leafless tree and snow
Clouds scudding past overhead
Do they fear the tree?

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