By Linda M. Crate
Word Count: 145
Rating: G
Summary: A poem about Winter’s trickster.
crystals of light
danced
upon the snow
faerie glitter
for the winter fae,
and i felt the sharpness
of his blue eyes
as crows danced all around me;
but when i turned
he was never
there—
i wonder if winter’s fae meant to surprise me
to catch me off guard,
force me into the harshness of a kiss
that i didn’t want,
but i felt my chagrin rise as the snow was above
my knees,
and i heard his laugh
in the howling of the wind yet when i looked
he wasn’t there—
the crows screeched at me and i think they
must have known winter would
shoot a chill through my bones that
took my breath,
but when i opened my eyes
he wasn’t there,
only the icy blue reflection of his eyes upon the snow.