red tinted yonder

tinged with faint yellow

there, in the higher skies

caress the gaze full of wonder

to let it glow

kindle a fire in the eyes

linger, as hearts grow fonder

for ardent autumn skies

that will fade away

and the last fluttering leaves to behold

will be replaced by clarity

of colder days

when snow angels fly through the winter breeze

to dance and play;

paint the sky with the untold

sprinkle the ground with serenity

and let the mystique stays

covered in cold white

with such delight

offer countless warm memories

that will stay down the road;

hold your sense of wonder tightly

for it’s not merely frozen water you see.

All our elements

fill these fields

with flowery petals

ticklish as feathers

the thrill of us each

running off the leash

in great big overcoats

fantasies sunning

across fragrant seas

through skies above

the fluff unfurling

nightlight eyes

that by evening

fires will see us

fully mystified

#EarthAirWaterFireInWinter

fire when you touch my skin

fire when your lips reach mine

fire spreading in your smoldering eyes

sing to me of the summer nights,

when the cold reaches my veins

when it hurts my hands,

tell me about the sun

and the almost nightless days

whisper to me how it was

the warm breeze touching my skin,

tell me this and so much more

my scorching lover

while the Winter cold

spreads under our hearts

and under the covers

the snow falling to the ground

chilling me to the bone

clouding my vision

and making me numb...

keep me warm to all ends

with your blazing loving arms

and a burning gaze

to devour me slowly...

spread the fire my love

so we can burn together

and turn to ash

under these white sheets

and the silvery moon

with a heartless night

and a Winter's tale

setting the world on fire

in a tight embrace

feeling like we belong in Heaven

while stuck endlessly in Hell

Splash. Splash. Splash.

Against my legs the waves splash.

So hot... no. Cold. Cold.

Numbing cold.

So cold I can't feel

Anything.

My legs are turning black,

Black with numbness and cold -

No. Black with ash.

My legs are melting away.

The waves are fire,

Lapping against my skin.

The heat...

It's too much.

It's not even heat anymore.

It's cold. So cold.

Something about the raw

physicality of ice enchants me.

Its milky opacity seems pliable

and soft as pillow down, yet is

compacted, its billions of atoms

fuzed together like burnt metal.

Midwinter ice is laid upon

gelid ground, blue-lipped and

trembling. Does it protect the

lifeless earth beneath or suffocate

it, like unyeilding plastic?

On arctic nights like this one,

I clawed the ice with blood-flecked

nails and cursed its nature.

- EJH

White is the land,

trees outlined with pillows,

mountains fierce in

their new winter cloak.

Whitecaps in the distance

look like bergs in the ocean,

a mile is between us and

I feel cold looking at the sea spray.

Tide moves slush into the river

forwards and backwards

and I feel like I am moving

though I stand firmly on the bank.

Frozen but not all the way,

rapids break through ice,

the water flows fast enough

to avoid winter’s freeze.

The lake, usually formidable

becomes a solid sheet,

smooth, impenetrable, and

allows for safe passage.

An ancient river of ice,

cerulean, turquoise, blue,

constantly moving and calving

chills the valley.

A frozen ocean in the mountains,

impassable, inhabitable,

interconnected glaciers

blanket the expanse of the land.

Soon, rain will pour from the sky

melting snow and ice,

but a chill will remain in the air until

snow falls once again.

a white blanket to cover the ground

laid perfectly without a sound

trees adorned with crystals

a black and white background

mother nature decorates herself

picture perfect as the sun shines down

a beautiful white winter

a season of peace

time slows

and beauty takes hold.

-Livi True

As the year turns to winter

The elements will change.

Soon, Earth, your flowers

Will sleep pleasantly,

While your trees lose their leaves.

Water, still you wake,

But you're frozen, too.

Look how you and Wind

Combine to make all this snow.

Together, this Winter is your child.

Fire, you're needed most

To bring warmth and light

To those surviving the cold.

For this time of the year

You're no longer a force to fear.

No matter how the season goes

The elements stay alive

To bring in their force.

Art is their force of nature

As they go again for another year.

The fire burned with orange light

Reflecting off the snow of white

The snow melted as it fell

Over the forest of burning hell

Fire burned quickly through the trees

Urged on by the hefty breeze

The air filled with thickening smoke

Causing the animals to cough and choke

Melting snow then created a flood

Turning scorched earth into mud

Nature can destroy and create

The old forest is gone but just wait

When winter is gone, come back in Spring

And you’ll see many wondrous things.