As Snowflakes Begin to Fall

A mounting beam of light rises imperfectly
Dancing with frightened suspicion, yet - softly in love.
Whilst chilly winter dances forlornly in gusty winds,
morning stands proud with glorious determination.
Lightening sketches azure wisps, painted by artistic hands
and clouds flutter and blow across blue skies.
As snowflakes begin to fall.

The leaning autumn evening moves closely,
Sleeping in absolute arrogant harmony.
Crystalline winter whispers into frosty sky,
whilst morning breathes in self-importance.
Summer delights in ginger tinctures, warmth nurtured
And snowflakes begin to fall.

The raging rainbow melts crazily - screaming fearful need
And oozing gently as winter dances merrily in the wind,
When life lifts its crowned head - with honor.
The autumn moon glints in scarlet tendrils,
warming the earth as night falls - going forward.
As snowflakes begin to fall.

A blushing winter's eve' rises formidably rapacious
and tugging unwaveringly in whimsical glee.
Springs flower whispers quietly into the mist,
days rise with integrity, spring to appear in russet patches,
sands drift from Atlantic island to pacific isle,
And snowflakes begin to fall.

The blowing Sycamore seed laughs good-naturedly
speechless in shocked arrogance, boisterous in love.
Whilst silvery winter whispers softly in chilly mists,
and day emerges in magnificent symphony.
The sky smears golden water, waves roll, ebb, and flow
As snowflakes begin to fall.

A poignant winter's eve' fevers serenely
gusting with chilled envy, fumbling through love.
And autumn laughs wickedly into the mist,
and tormented nature erupts with tribute.
Sunrise now retires in crimson wisps,
the sodden ground turns coffee in mire,
And snowflakes begin to fall.