Dil's featured Poem, Written by: [Doormat]

Winter

Out in the cold,
Where no leaves are gold,
The icy flicker of ice,
Seen for a bitter price,
The day is done, as the sun,
In the blizzard, I’m the only one,
The star’s shriek pierces my brain,
As I try to stay alive and sane.

Still in the cold,
The frost forms a mold,
‘Flakes dance on my face,
Laughing at me in this open space,
Frigid crystals, shine at me in spite –
In the darkened, pale twilight,
The anger of winter, in the storm,
Throwing snow at my frozen form.

©Davis Wong 2006