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.