Winter's Dream Poem by Claudia Krizay

Snowflakes braise my flushed cheeks-
That turn a purplish hue-
I shiver,
Locked inside my thoughts.
My fears, rarely alleviated,
I venture outward with caution-
Amity, life and pain
Have touched my essence with the tips of their fingers in a
Truly amazing but erroneous way-
In the distance I can see a lone figure,
A thief of my thoughts, and a
Plunderer of my soul, perhaps…
I recall yesterday
I gave back the night only to invade
The blackness of the past midnight hours-
My spirit had eloped and has now escaped me-
I listen but never speak.
I am the keeper of a chamber
Filled with fear, anger,
And maybe some traces of ardor,
Lost from years passed,
Snowflakes are falling rhythmically-
My eyes penetrate this storm with utmost care, although- ten feet before me,
My world ends.
My thoughts dissolve and inter mesh with the
Sleet that is commencing to fall, now melting as
It touches the ground…
Through the eyes of a lost and forgotten child,
I can blindly foresee the future.
Flowers, budding trees, clear skies, and-
More and more flowers.
In this instant,
If I could escape veracity I would and
Build my home here deep in these woods, and
Perhaps snow would continue to fall.
In some other universe,
The world would revolve around some other sun, and
I shall pick every wildflower
To decorate my castle,
Lock the doors to humanity, open the windows to
Let nature enter to only become my
Most prized possession.
When the sun would cast its shadows upon
My most beloved nightmare, and
In my fondest fantasy, where I would
Own and treasure the winter’s moon and a
Twilight’s star, and
Escape to the mystery of such thoughts,
A few precious moments would be my keepsake,
Although-
Life’s meaning shall always remain questionable, and
My dreams, nightmares and visions shall someday
Become my only reality…