Snow Cage

May 8, 2014
By LifeWrite PLATINUM, Westfield, New Jersey
LifeWrite PLATINUM, Westfield, New Jersey
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Glistening branches
drape over my face,
Delicate and white
like frozen lace.

I see through the spaces
my potential release,
But this is not an imprisonment
from which I want to be freed.

All is silent,
save the ice creaking,
That moves the stillness
from the calm that its seeking.

And tucked in my corner,
I know it will fade--
So I wait with the winter
from behind my snow cage.


The author's comments:
In my back yard we have a little "cove" created by branches that drape over a small area near the fence. This winter with all of the snow, once you got past the branches you could sit inside of the space and look out through them.

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