Hidden

HIDDEN

Ice flows shimmer oe’r the murky flood
And frost adorns a stunted tree.
Snow velvet sunset glows as pools of blood,
Wind wails unfelt an arctic symphony.
Beauty freezes on the lips that tell
The poet’s language; mark it well.

Ice shatters like a splintered window screen,
Leaves illusion gaping wide where beauty’s been.
Bonfire haze forms and fades into the musky oak
As lineside forests consume the passing engine’s smoke.
Response bursts, sparked by a child’s golden grin,
Contact is lost, suppressed privately within.

The depths hold beauty’s store, ‘neath the tarnished ice
And in the forest’s heart lies more; unseen from carriage window
The yellow celandines that bloom, in remote and marshy glade.
The wave that artfully displays its doom, to an audience of gulls.
Creation that hides each snowflake and makes each one unique
And splendour that is so opaque, a billion light years in space.