Chasing Frozen Waterfalls

sleepwalking through

a once lush landscape

inundated with arctic chill

awakening in the center

of a glittering blizzard

air currents erupt

the blinking eye

of a silver gale

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temperature plummets

descending mercury

splashes

instantaneously

stopping time

in the radius of

a phantom

lightning’s strike

thunderous clapping

surrounds

applause, the speed and

aura of freezing sound

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I take my first tentative

steps

toes slippingly caress

seemingly molten

platforms of

solid white

on eager moonstone

fountain heads

I delicately alight

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once flowing streams

rapidly gushing

over rocks and

outcroppings

now a riveted staircase

solidly set

letting me ascend into

the wickedly

whipping hurricane of

crystals refracting

dancing polar light

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the fullness of

daylight emerges

in the presence of

prismatic motion

outshining the

glimmering nighttime

reflection of

ancient white-hot stars on

the ebbing leaden

ocean of a

storm painted sky

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A momentary break

in the swirling frigid squall

sunlight, a spotlight

my form on which to

prey

a single ray envelops

my glassy, glossy visage

serene as

I am transfigured

snowblown

into the wind

lifted

a mist of

scalpel sharp shards

sucked into the

vortex

delivered to my

Hyperborean kin

K.B. Silver