In the pale moonglow

In the pale moonglow when I awoke

somehow shadows seemed the darker

as mantling the land, that soft white cloak

of crystal shine leaves them starker

 

What cold mystic spell holds fast my hand

what eerie charm doth my fate seal

in darkling night whence daylight is banned

with what ice maid have I to kneel

 

As my eyes take in my ghost white bride

one last iced tear floats gently down

so I concede her power to guide

my life beneath her snowy gown

brideicemarriagemoonmoonlightmysticismnightsnowspellswedding

◄ Black Starlit Dream

Calon Cymru ►

Comments

jennifer Malden

Wed 23rd Jan 2019 18:05

Beautiful . Very evocative - one last iced tear - soft white cloak of crystal shine - lovely. Will read it again and again.

Jennifer

poemagraphic

Wed 23rd Jan 2019 14:37

Opps! Silly me... I read one last iced beer

Where are my bloody glasses? (For my mince pies) Not beer!

Nice work

Po

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