Seraphim in Snow
Neither starshine nor moonlight.
Instead, snow shine wraps me
in diamond dust at midnight’s hour.
Clouds cling to the earth, yet
a thousand celestial luminaria
light this solstice night. In the yard
a host of snow angels pressed
everywhere. No sounds, no footfalls.
No crinkle of crenelated wings.
© Published in Destiny Manifested, the 2018 winning chapbook of ‘Voices of the Plains and Prairies Poetry Award’ from North Dakota State University Press
2 thoughts on “Solstice: Seraphim in Snow”
I love this, Bonnie, a streetlight or yard light isn’t necessary with all the sparkling whiteness. Faye
Captured the feeling, beautifully. Thank you, Bonnie
Comments are closed.