Sunday, February 9, 2014

Fields of Ice

The sun peered through the dense clouds to see it.
That thing hid in the glares of the covering storm.
A savage chuckle outlawed all my wit.
there goes all the warm.

That thing that hides in the glares of the covering storm
It stares with scarred-from-light eyes
Where has gone all the warm?
Everything below him lies

It Stares at me with Scarred-from light eyes,
"I am the Ice man, and you will feel my wrath"
Everything below him cold lies
I have taken the frozen path

I am the Ice man, and you will feel my Wrath
The sun peered through the dense clouds to see it;
I have taken the frozen path:
My savage chuckle outlawed all my wit.



















Since I am the Ice man, who is the sun?

Our desert (haiku)

I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones.  Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...