S K A R L E T T H E A R T Z

deadletter box full of winter beat
its the slush and this steam heat

light this candle black as night
and a drop of blood from a finger
sweet

in the mirror you wait to meet
sit deathly quiet for a sign
the stranger from the other side

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: north ontario, CAN

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Comments

Nordic cloud

12 years 6 months ago

The red of Christmas,

The red of Christmas,
the white of snow,
the blood the winding sheet,
the icy mirror reflecting you,
you meet.

Happy sweet fingered Christmas Steven in the wilds,
Ann in Norway's ever-falling snow with love.

Esker

12 years 6 months ago

Merry Christmas too Ann

I was thinking of the old days
past the commercialism moments
although this season went well for me

how it is though with all the spirit stuff
still about...the old myths and beliefs

Along with christmas proper of course!!

Thank You