NIghtcafe creation
With wings furled
Ready to take flight
Ice crystals flaking
Frozen in grace
Preserved in perfect beauty
Standing in willowy poise
On a sculpted pedestal,
Waiting for the command
That will unfreeze her
And send her on a mission
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Comments (9)
I dread to think what she will touch.
Like the fabled golem, but made of ice! Nice!
Wow, that cover photo is stunning and your poem was gorgeous!!!
Oh, this is one of my favorites! She's important and majestic and she knows it!
Wonderful job.
I thaw I thaw an ice angel! (My Tweety Bird take, lo..., no, just groan!) Beautiful, Mother.
Beautiful poetry! Frozen in grace - Wow! 💗💗
Outstanding poetry work.
love it. reminds me of that old story, the Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde.