Frostbite

Disdain in the cold, breathy icicles are

Catching like liquid gold in the morning light

Winter hush as you shiver merely

Just quivering in the warming blight

Toss a cloak over shoulders

Thin like the branches

Stricken with the cold as black seems to all but

Consume your soul

Mister…mister... They whisper in breathy laughs

Coiling like snakes in silent wrath

Turn in confusion with malevolent rhymes

Tick, tick, ticking of a clock that feeds you such lies

Winter seems forever in this cold and

Harrowing place

A stranger that you are in an unforgiving world

Screaming insanities as

You turn with wings torn

Like from a felled bird as he lay

Unmoving in the snow

Mister…mister…

Keeper of the snow you dare you dare to go

Where the stars not dare to venture

Dance on the lights of a never-ending light

As cold takes your body

Like a thief in the night

Tremor lion heart in your cold and grasping grave as

In the night your soul is now caged while

Words now fall to murmurs as in winter you keep

Hushed in a silence

Of a glance turned from the meek

As winter slowly takes you

Into its never-ending sleep