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Pix of my front yard in ice storm.

I would like to take a “mental health day” from the usual blog content today and escape into a poem I wrote last week during our dangerous but very lovely ice storm.  Please enjoy it.

 Ice Maze

By Therese M. Haberman

Branches trapped in time

Creaking dips on

Cracking breezes

Tinkling tips of icicle siblings

Point to the snow-flecked ground

Chandelier trees

Shards of ice glass

Crash in gusts

On the rocks

Crystalline drizzle on stony ground

Snow bank labyrinth

Shimmering ice maze

Leads deep

Into winter’s debt

With only a blanket

Of hard-packed snow

Gray sky on granite benches

Black-on-white world whispers

To sleeping fairy garden

Stay by a warm hearth

‘Til dawn sparks

New light of sun.