Winter's Lace
A Prelude
Creep!
Creep!
With silent steps
of hoary frost
and puffing breath
comes mad-capped Jack -
His frozen facets
flung far afield,
a glitt'ring blanket
of crystal yield -
Awake!
Awake!
He calls crisp and clear
to rosy-fingered dawn
who chases the silvered moon
from the velveted heavens
and snuffs the Samhain fire
'til the Great Wheel
revolves its spokes once more-
Peep!
Peep!
He sends his scarlet spies
through silhouettes of skeletal trees,
a mummer's mimic of midwinter's sun
fiery promise of Yule-warmed hearth
where we shall lay our offerings -
crimson-berried holly, spruce and fir,
evergreen and ever-glowing
like the softness of the frosted morn
bedecked in her finest lace.
About the Creator
Sara Little
Writer and high school English teacher seeking to empower and inspire young creatives, especially of the LGBTQIA+ community
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Comments (6)
I too could almost hear this poem like a song,- evergreen and ever glowing. Absolutely beautiful. Nicely Done!!
A very musical poem - I could almost hear this as a song, with the repeated words shouted out as the chorus. Really fun!
Impressive work, Congratulations, Sara! I could highlight the entire poem, but I especially loved this part: "He sends his scarlet spies through silhouettes of skeletal trees, a mummer's mimic of midwinter's sun"
Congratulations 🥳… I love Frost’s personification, especially: “ Peep! Peep! He sends his scarlet spies through silhouettes of skeletal trees,” & Creep… & Awake!✅
Wooohooooo congratulations on your win! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Congratulations Sara!