Snowman

Snowman

 

Cocooned and tucked away

In a chrysalis 

Snowman melts

Sooty are his tears

 

Outside a lacustrine beauty

His nose is the first casualty

It falls on the ground 

Bang

 

He was a freeman

Once; the snowman

Stood mighty and high 

On this very lake

Brilliant white.

Kept sentinel over both fish and sharks 

His woolen scarf of crimson dye

His eyes of onyx 

His orange nose of frost bite

 

With natural authority

He ordered the unruly school of fish

Under the ice to keep quiet

Blood- thirsty sharks

Kowtowed to him.

The mighty lord of the winter.

The snowman kept the icicles 

Solid. Hurricanes swirled the snow

Into dust. Unshaken was the Snowman, still!

Kept his icy cool.

Flocculent snow added layers upon

Layer to the mystical lake

Below his un-shooed feet

And his hat

He blew off the snow in excess 

On his Scarlet hat

And carried on.

 

It was the morn 

Ice clouds drifted above his head

Like lost lambs. 

He heard a throaty voice

It was the voice of the evil pirate

Unmistakably so.

 

The legend had it that

The pirate took immediate 

Dislike to the Snowman 

Who grew to have more authority 

Over fish and sharks 

Even the boats anchored

On the shores of the lake 

The pirate had to see to it.

 

He approached behind

 the snowman maliciously

He had a rancid smell:

Rotten fish.

So that the Snowman 

Began coughing.

He grabbed hold of the Snowman 

And enveloped him in a chrysalis.

 

Today Snowman sweated

Helplessly in the chrysalis:

His arms spirited away.

His legs liquefied.

There was so little left

Of the essence of the Snowman.

Though his spirit made of ice clung to hope.