Winter creating lace out of stringing pearls cut and shaped like diadems,
added twinkling stars- a nanometric spatial palace, snow white phallus.
Mother natures's boredom bold, a cloistered power feeling old, something
about existence being just to scold with the decorative chastening of rock
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Dear Julia, i have yet to see a poem so beautifully penned about winter. I can visualise winter creating a fascinating image of a silky lace and a white necklace of shining pearls.....10
I am so honored you found this beautiful as you know, my poetry is not always beautiful whatsoever- so glad you are open to it when it is! Thank you Geeta….