A Poem for a Winter Night!

Love Poem of a Winter Night

White fog.

Billowing curtains

of dreamlike mist.

Kittens pace the shimmering ice.

Be still, my loved one.

Still.

Horses nibble tattered coats.

An old dog calmly guards.

Chickens purr their last goodnight

to moon and sky and stars.

Oh rest, beloved.

Rest.

A coyote yaps shrill disbelief.

The stars patrol the sky.

Calmly we go walking by

and listen as he wails his grief.

We're safe, my dear one.

Safe.

Two hay bales sit and silently

Make charts of distant skies.

Dim trees and breezes whisper

mumbled stories, sob, and cry.

It's dark my darling.

Dark.

Old fields and furrows

'neath the snow, wet grass

and last year's mud, are greeting

us as we two go, strolling silent by.

Old friends, my sweet.

Old friends.

A quiet wind caresses faces,

hands, and silky hair.

A touch of frost, a breath of cold,

Winter's waiting near.

So cold, my heart.

So cold.

The clouds that blur with calm delight

the frozen stars, the owls, the moon, 

will come again, my dear.

Cold constellations, far and high, will

re-appear, grace vaulted rooms.

'Til then, beloved.

'Til then...

A burrow, warm, and cozy dear,

We'll seek ere night is through.

But quiet now, and calm and still,

we sit, and sigh, and dream.

Goodnight, my love.

Goodnight.

Copyright Valerie Twinkham 2015