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A Festive Season

written by: LadyLily



Fading Violas crinkle their leaves,
December’s yellow Rose absent citron syrup.
A flame of Poppies hang heads
like half licked strawberry lollies.
The gleaming shape of a Snowman,
dead white, scarf tight, stands...
listening to whispering moonbeams.

A Winter’s Eve, dull, drab with dripping Mulberry mists,
leafless, trees tinkle like copper.
The Moon stares, naked in snow-ignited sky.
White stars gleam upon icy, redheaded Holly bushes,
smothering them with silver strands,
as frosty Cedars glimmer their jealousy.

Snowdrop caps embroidered with Myrtle,
a snowy gown made from flake-lace,
clothe a thousand Winter Jasmine,
who pose through their sheet of Royal icing.
Stars of snow take refuge beneath kind petals of late-flush Roses,
their buds burst into alabaster flares.
Arctic arms clasp Mother Nature,
weaving frost-beams to glimmer the Festive season.



JULY 2017 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Love writing poetry in all styles, stories and working on a novel. Subjects range widely... about life in this world and the next, the beauty of the natural world and the grip of human emotions. First volume of poems self-published on Amazon kindle. 'LadyLily's Poems, Book 1, Wonders of Nature, Life Slices, Life After Life & Netherworlds.

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