Pen and Ink
pen and ink
Icemaiden
Life becomes her like a ruby, blood red rose
plunged in gaseous liquid halts decay.
A brittle bloom surrounded by a block of ice,
this hoary maid performs her skills before the crowd.
As freezing glances long delayed aflame with
desiccated faces hunters eyes alighting on their prey.
Sunlit glances running cloudy shadows
passing as the wind blows warm
shudder of the footfall on the undug grave.
Eagle eyed anticipates gyrations move
and echoes to the beat of hot house dreams,
as blood begins to pulse along the long lost streets
of inner workings fired through with molten steel
begin to heal the ravages of time removing protests
barrier of frozen petals outward shield.
For a moment she slips free of snowqueen's role
belonging only to the moments passioned heat
and wilts as all support removed from snow capped veins
falls as the stars untenable by dawns bright ray of hope
drops into that fell hole of dreamless sleep.