By: Renee Y. Brown
I dream of northern nights
A full moon like a mirror
Reflecting flakes of silver falling
As snow.
Glittering stars
Are faceted crystal orbs
Illuminating
A farther
Brilliant
Sky.
We pray
For the cold, sharp
Sword
Of the moon
To slay this beast of a sun and
Bring night.
Fires snap and glow.
Amber moon of harvest night
Round and huge
The fertile belly of autumn
Filling the sky
And us
With abundance —
We dance with the flames
And give thanks.
Shimmering icicles
Woven into glazed lace
Cover the trees like bridesmaid’s gowns
As they stand along the banks of a frozen stream
That creates an aisle of ice.
Snow falls gently on my hair
Crowning me with a tiara of icy crystals and a sheer white veil of snowflakes.
Take my hand, bridegroom, as the sun descends early
This Winter Solstice Day —
The year is reborn and so are we
In this open church
With a roof of endless gray sky and snow-carpeted ground
We speak our wedding vows.
White swarm of winter
Descending upon the landscape
Building hives of ice;
You snowflakes are worker-bees
Who serve a conquering queen.
LL Ballack
The images editor Grainne Rhuad chose are absolutely PERFECT for each poem; I never could have done that myself, she is amazing. It’s like she tunes into my ‘frequency’ as a poet and picks up the exact vibe of each poem. She is my “Editor-Goddess.”
Thanks in abundance,
Renee
Your poems are real nice Renee. And I think Grainne’s great too.
So lovely, thanks for sharing! Write more!! How’s the book coming along?
To Key:
I’m always writing more! Thanks for your compliment and also the one from shh.
(Book is almost finished…)
Congrats on publication. Good poems and nice photos.