wave your chill sceptre
Queen December
blow snowflake kisses
from your lips tinged blue
beckon the jester
to do your will
as he skates on thin ice
dancing with glacial glee
twirling, skirling
his frost-rimed mirth
bestowing fairy dust
bejewelling all
with tinkling laughter
and a wicked arctic glare
the January King
rises to his queen’s challenge
commanding freezing fog
lurking in valleys
stunning streams into silence
babbling brooks made mute
meandering mists muffle
icicles spear the air
dagger-sharp
dangling from branches
scintillating in sunlight
skewering the shadows
until they surrender
s--h--a--t--t--e--r--i--n--g
to smithereens
Winter emits a chilling sigh
frost fairies dance in the sparkling light
a hint, a tracing, an ethereal lacing
of spiderweb chandeliers
swaying
as robins flit
from branch to icing sugar branch
the holly bush shivering
its crown of thorns
bejewelled with blood berries
encrusted with crystal halos
glistening
the Frost Queen and Ice King
make all this so
as obsidian nights shimmer
and the Wolf Moon howls
reflected in glass-topped lakes
sliding and shivering
quivering
spectral stars pierce the sky
celestial bodies tremble and twinkle
as we lock all doors
snapping them shut
our breath misting windows
warm duelling with chill
in an involuntary, gasping protest
against Jack Frost’s
impromptu ingress
Hot on the heels of Quadrille Monday, over at dVerse Poets Pub, today is dVerse Poetics day, where Lisa invites us to write poetry of any sort, inspired by the weather.
I am truly fed up of the drought we’re having, the high temperatures day and night, the wildfires – everything to do with this long, parched summer. It worries me greatly. So, I decided to take comfort from the thought of colder, more refreshing weather and imagine the joy of folk tales, fairy tales, nursery rhymes and similar.
I hope you enjoy it, and, if you feel inspired to take part, do please join us. Head on over to Lisa’s post (linked above) follow the steps to share your poem, join us and read some other lovely poems as well!
A queen’s got lots of power
Much love
Absolutely!
Beautifully written Fraya. I am ready for some cold chill weather instead of all this 90+ F temperatures we are having every day.
Thank you – me too!
:>)
Fabulous! I adore all the imagery!
Thank you!
Freya, your poem was worth the wait. I love your anthropomorphism of the king and queen. A lovely pair they are. I’m not quite ready for winter yet but I am mighty tired of drought.
Thank you so much, I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
You’re very welcome.
Nice write Freya 👏 We can’t escape the weather and it sometimes feels like the grass is always greener elsewhere. It’s predictable unpredictability troubles us humans a lot!
I agree. Of course, come winter, I’ll be wishing for summer…
Despite the fact that we haven’t had the worst of summer heat here in Sweden, it was amazing the way you describe the best winter can offer. The imagery of the king and queen of winter reminds me of a children’s book callied Ollie’s ski trip with wonderful illustrations by Elsa Beskow.
Thank you, Björn! That children’s book sounds wonderful 🙂
Great imagery and perfect writing Freya! To choose a line of thought of imagined cold of Winter to counter the blistering heat of Summer is great thinking again!
Hank
Thank you! Oh, I just wanted to feel freshened up for more than the 5 minutes after putting a cold damp towel around my neck 🙂
I love the mythical elements here, Freya! I don’t think I’m ready for snow and ice, but cooler weather would be lovely. We’ve been stuck in hot and humid ickiness.
Thank you 🙂 Yes, we’re the same here.
You’re welcome! 😊
I love the king and queen. I long for Autumn, but won’t get to see it this year,
as I am moving to Florida.
Autumn is my favourite season too. Safe travels to Florida!
Thanks, Freya!