FLASH FROZEN
Crystal stasis in darkness
Lit brightly phorphorescent
By diamond winter stars,
The radiant white of
A fulgent winter moon –
Footsteps imprinted wandering
Endlessly lost on the
Wind-driven furrows of
Ice-white snow covering
The frozen earth like
An unraveling shroud.
Craw, craw shriek black crows,
Flying madly in the storms,
Their black shadows covering
Wildly the dead carapace
Of white a frozen sun
Or moon exposes.
Trees waving bare branches
Like accusing talons at
A diamond hard sky.
My breath congeals
Before my face
Frozen cold with
Knife-sharp winds.
My fingers frozen dead
In useless woolen gloves,
And then, calyx-deep, inside
Waiting like a flash-frozen seed,
The terrible, ravenous
Burning spring of you.
Frank Tropea