First Snowfall
revisiting the palette
black,white and nothing
to paint in
moods, madness
pure
plain
hopeful
First Snowflake
defining magic
tentacle by tentacle
frost falls like stars
on the ground
weightless
soundless
like broken dreams
First Snowman
sturdy and sure
adding dimension
to the flat white expanse
the red scarf
fluttering
yet tight in a knot
contradictory but real
First SnowPlough
shaving down the streets
noisy,yellow&mean
necessary to bring back reality
there is always the black
under the white
a reminder that
redemption
is just
a layer away
First Snowstorm
Leaving you trapped
in the cocoon
of your home
and mind
there is magic outside
the window
and the red coals burn ember
in the hearth inside
destruction though
is just an angry
doorway away
First Snowmelt
it left behind
patches
the brown-green grass
waiting ,eager
wanting
the damp
wet cover
on every inch
frolicking
snow flakes
start to spray
a frothy embrace
the trees above weep
perseverance always pays
Kashiana 