Shards of icy, crystalline teeth,
Biting down, in a reflective wreath.
Kaleidoscopic strands of blood,
Stained colourless in the icy flood.
Sharp points-piercing like thorns,
As new columns of ice are born.
Stabbing the sunlight, as soon as it is cast,
Causing it to trickle upon the path.
Starting to drip-dying in the light,
They'll all be gone, long before night.
Melting into one great big muddle,
Rest in peace-this icicle puddle.
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#adventchallenge Harsh, glasslike, cold & blue, You come at night. Sparkling, chilled, solid & pretty, Bathed in the morning light. Trees, houses, garages & cars, You care not to what you tether.
#adventchallenge. I C I C L E. C L. I C. C I. L.C. Ei. I look out of the window. in the morning light. Across the top of the conservatory. I see you icicles holding tight.
Paper wings, a sequence of disguise. Springs rainbow of delight, multi-coloured surprise. Resting on the blossomed, fluttering through rays of light. A peacuful existance, brightening up days plight.
Frosted air of sweet and cold, A crisp and vivid crystal hold, A rain of sparks, a flashing hit, A crack of lightning, diamond lit.
Delicately formed snowflakes shimmer like precious diamonds. Glittering, ivory snow carpets the shining land. Gleaming, ruby feathers pattern the striking robin.
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