Winter burns with white blue fire.

Sharp and lined with ice.

Hacking of limbs that are bringing joy,

And crones are whispering goodbyes.



Spring’s warmth,

Turn a frown into a wicked smile,

Tapping the patience of it’s neighbor, And spring shuttered beneath it’s defenses.



Summer’s heat

Flicker in hot licking Hells.

Tame tonight,

With a summer’s dream.

Falling down far,

Through a window of pain.



And so autumn,

May it fall it’s wrinkled leaves

It’s colors of Eve.

May it bring you safely down

From world’s disasters.

A heaven instead of Hell,

Inside a seed.