The Monster In Spring
Feb. 1st, 2017 01:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smokingbootAfter the combat
I found my horns tangled
With cunning snowboughs
My claws had grown long,
Ice-tipped, crocus scented.
Lanterns were moving
On the lambing fields
While a wren gave me direction,
Pointed me at the blue woods
And the light of a frozen lake.
Wishing any who celebrate the season, a very beautiful Candlemass/Imbolc.
I found my horns tangled
With cunning snowboughs
My claws had grown long,
Ice-tipped, crocus scented.
Lanterns were moving
On the lambing fields
While a wren gave me direction,
Pointed me at the blue woods
And the light of a frozen lake.
Wishing any who celebrate the season, a very beautiful Candlemass/Imbolc.
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