The magic of winter nights. Free verse form. |
| "Winter Muses" Cold Moon penned lyrics with blue-white notes and silver tones. Wind sang with a magical voice, celebrating solstice. Winter muses whispered frigid secrets, notions dressed in feathered crystals, clear lacy threads creating frost designed messages on orange lit plate glass surrounding sides of a cozy cabin snuggled in snow flocked woods. Giggling seasonal sprites spied on a romantic interlude, inhabitants posed casually before a fireplace. Roaring logs competed with ribbons of wind roaring rudeness, wrapping the frozen dwelling. Sounds sometimes translated into ghostly hymns when accompanied by a howling wolf, perhaps acknowledging a nearby hooting owl. Cold Moon continued to highlight its magic of The Long Nights. Symphonies were orchestrated, and glass painters worked their art. line count 14 word count 117 |