falling like a leaf that sings to the sky the cresting wave draws down, the honey sea a miracle of dance.
deep vision of blue, caves of grey iron, the waters pool, drifting with the icy wind.
sharp vowel of frozen earth, the songful depths of winter sink like the seas, the dark notes of the clouds an accent above the vaulting hills.
i sink like the seas before your love, my knees trembling, my legs aroused,
i am a storm that gathers the horizons of your sky, burnt into the honeycombs of the wind full of winter song.
the sky must sigh, the wind whisper to the sea; “take me home.”
i see you and my body melts, your love the breath of the sea, the magical tides of the clouds.
my poem monet in winter has been published in a weekly newsletter for avocet magazine. you can get a copy by emailing the editor charlie on [email protected] it is also possible to subscribe to their quarterly magazine