Ice Aged

Glowing embers
In a cooling hearth
As a cold winter wind
Begins to creep through
Cracked windows
And groaning oaken doors
Followed by the ice
Sculpturing crazy patterns
Across the glass
Like frozen snowflakes
Soon
Even time stands still
As the pendulum
Is caught
Mid swing
The ramshackle
Almost derelict cottage
Lies alone
In the midst
In a frozen desolate wasteland
Lying within the beautiful bleakness
And the loud silence
Other than the sound
Of cracking ice
And long muted birdsong
The sky
Awash
With unmoving,snowfilled clouds
Dressed only in their midwinter greying shrouds
Lie under a moaning moon
And glistening long dead stars
Silent echoes
Ghosts of the long dead
As i lie frozen
Falling into an eternal sleep
Soon forgotten in time

by Jemia