Winter Dance Ukraine Train Trip Lughansk - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Winter white drapes shadow shapes. Trees muster,
mill willy-nilly round electric lines
energizing hamlets frosty fluster
withstand while season's trial tests patience, signs
cyclic regeneration. Snowy bluster
cold-shoulders Spring's arrival, still some pines
pin-prick their icy mantles, dream to dust a
pollen stream that autumn air enshrines.
Encroaching night defeats day's light to hush
snow powdered scene untrodden by man, beast,
enchanted silence bids time still chill crush,
no birds are heard, no owl snares hare for feast.
Poet's eyes are mesmerized, they glance
on crystal dance that spins whirlwind romance.
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