Morning’s Frost

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A frosted brush has painted

Embellishments on the glass

With silvery glints of lavender

And white as I gaze past

A sill of sparkling wonder

To behold an icy lake

Beyond the aspen trees

Laden with snowflakes

A cardinal on his branch

Perches there so still

A scarlet fire against

The early morning’s chill

I wonder if his song

Lies hidden ‘neath the snow

Waiting to escape

When springtime says hello

 

©Kay Salady

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on November 30, 2012, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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