deepundergroundpoetry.com

Icicles

 

Morning, breaking icicles decorate the crabs
crystal chandeliers snapping in the sun,
tinsel on the lawn to melt and merge.
Leafless January crisp and clear awaiting snow,
adventurous  aconites peep and say " Hello"
A scarf about my throat,and woolen gloves,
memories of Christmas, flaming pudding, silly hats
waiting February's bitter cold
looking to March and daffodils.
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 0
comments 4 reads 517
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:14am by mel44
COMPETITIONS
Today 9:03am by slipalong
COMPETITIONS
Today 8:55am by PatsonTheFriend
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:03am by Mstrmnd1923
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:37am by Grace
SPEAKEASY
Today 00:31am by mysteriouslady