Winter Sunrise Poem by Alex Garr

The shining tip of the Winter sun
Rises over the craggy jungle
Of the granite mountains.
The dark Winter clouds
Gleam with a Golden radiance.

Soft Silver snowflakes
Drift down with Angelic elegance.
Rays of light give a gilded glow to the
Frozen drops of moisture.
The nearby forest is silhouetted in Black and White
Against the Pinks and Golds of the sky
And the deep Black of the mountains at its base.
Frozen icicles hang threateningly
From the outstretched branches of barren trees.

Not a single animal stirs.
Not a moose,
Nor an elk,
Nor a a crow.
Not even the endless chirping of crickets
Can shatter this perfect silence.
It’s a land of tranquility.