Garden Done In Ice
spirea arch in blend pattern under feathery snowfall glisten twig in lifeless motion a world without a human soul and no emotion there at all imprison there until the thaw an alien world of crystal all daily movement cease in an almost deathly shimmer in the beauty of the peace the lovely garden i once saw imprison there until the thaw but in that desperate desolation of frigid plant i use to know in the land now deathly freeze a new bright realm begin to grow in dazzle beauty of flawless flaw living there until the thaw icicle hang like spanish moss grass like glass crunch under my foot snow cover all in a fluffy frost crystal on every leaf or root a world without life's normal law live there until the thaw snow lie around in the cold's sharp slice in the garden do in ice