Schneefee
Es wird kaelter...
Brontide unfettered
balefully engaged...
Spitting fires tempt the breeze,
A trick to lure the sour...
Wandering with the rebellious breeze
Into the shade of withering willow trees...
A look out the window
A colorful sight...
The surface lies so still
It's placid face remaining calm...
Shapeless clouds above,
Formed by cold water droplets...
Floating calmly from clouds in the sky,
They die - their essence covers all...
The flow of water,
Flowing down from place to place...
Crisp breeze,
Falling leaves...
She elegantly sits
atop colorless cushions...
Today is freezing
I am a human icicle...