[Moodpomes: Calendar of Correlatives] <br /> <br />Chalks of birch <br />lambent, lean <br />in a cuticle moon's unclouded glare; <br />a thrash of branches, tossing, click <br />like strings of dice <br />in tumbling air. <br /> <br />Welting winds <br />hector the snow, <br />glossing its downy quilt with a crust, <br />buffer hibernates from stalactite blades, <br />as winterlude <br />fulfills a trust. <br /> <br />Enameled snow <br />cushions sleepers <br />curled in burrows for nature's curfew- <br />beyond the soil's sharp cutlery of ice <br />woodchucks and toads <br />doze deep in queue. <br /> <br /> <br /><br />William F Dougherty<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winterlude/
