Last night an ice storm came to town
And dressed the fountain in a gown.
Icicles hung from the trees
Like chandeliers out in the breeze.
Each statue wore a fancy dress,
A frozen garment for each guest.
A night of magic in the dark,
A winter ballroom in the park.
©2009 Charles Ghigna
4 comments:
Geeeeez, you're good. Wonderful, simple, evocative poem... or should I just say "cool"?
Hi Greg! Thanks for your comments.
High praise coming from a poet I admire.
Love "a winter ballroom in the park." Thanks for taking me there with your "cool" poem, Charles! *shivering*
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