A Winter Soul
Original Poetry

A Winter Soul

Winter fills my soul with joy,as the leaves fall and the temperature drops.The brisk mornings and frost laced windows,lasting longer each day, before they fade.Puddles turn to ice with a mirror shine,tempting to be broken…

Winter’s Fae
Original Poetry

Winter’s Fae

Crystals of lightdancedupon the snow;faerie glitterfor the Winter fae,and I felt the sharpnessof his blue eyesas crows danced all around me;but when I turnedhe was neverthere—I wonder if Winter's fae meant to surprise me,to catch…