Sunday, February 15, 2009

Poem 090215.03

Silence of melting snow.

Crackle of refreezing in

Black mirrors of moonlight.

Visby stillness Sunday night

Stone white in liquid chill

Shattered by ice slides.

Blue Baltic breath swirling

Over high-peaked tile roofs

Down ice-crusted alleys.

Within, small squares lit

Tangerine warmth glowing

Medieval windows be-candled.

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