Sugary hills.

Cold-biting breezes sweep sugary hills

as autumn is bitten by wintery chills.

And silky white snowdrifts, frozen in time,

enfold, like waves suspended.

Heavenly jewels sparkle bright

on powdered seas, where diamonds shine.

They shimmer on fields in tides of snow,

winking their crystal eyes at those

who promised their lover the stars.

On kitten's feet, they come at night,

adrift like feathers, floating light;

swaying to the hush of a Christmas song

whose winter chorus flutters along

to the lyrics

    of a whispering wind.

Reviews

[GreenShoes]

I like how you ended it with a rhyming stanza. It was like reading a lovely combination of prose and poem.

[Bare trees]

Thank you for your review.

[Lorry]

Perfectly capturing the scene of the beauty and harshness hat Mother nature likes to surprise us with at times, throwing a curveball of what essentially is chaos and blanketing us with beauty with it. She is such a complex chic, that Ma nature :)

[Bare trees]

Yes, she is. Thank you for the review.

[Thairis]

beautiful interpretation of winter

[Bare trees]

Thanks very much Thairis.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

You paint a lovely winter landscape with your words.
Love the third stanza in this one!
Very unique on the season's changing before our eyes, and inculpating the sense of feeling too.

[Bare trees]

Thank you Josie. :)

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

You are welcome! :)

[Cherry Pepperweb]

The last stanza was lovely " on kittens feet..."
I'm not sure what a varmint is, I'll figure it out though. :)

[Bare trees]

Thanks.
Varmint is a dialect old cowboys used to use to describe sneaky and unscrupulous people. :))

[Chain of Hearts]

Wow, I love how this is so unique. It tells a story but uses words that really brings out the feeling of this poem; a beautiful piece.
Keep on writing!
-LK

[Bare trees]

Thank very much.

[Dayran]

Its incredible ... not something I expected to find from folks around the White House area. Its the first time ... I came across someone who dared warm the cold ... break the ice ... and start something new. But then again ... the poet may be getting in touch with his fem side ... and wonders if its natural for a man to feel this way. I'll say this ... it thawed for me a lot of stuff that lay frozen. Good job Cowboy ... and in the tradition of folks around here ... thanks.

[Bare trees]

White house? Fem side? Never got accused of those before. lol
Thank you for the review partner.

[thundershine]

Really enjoyed the imagery!

[Bare trees]

I appreciate your review, thank you.

[marcus]

I really enjoyed that!, thought it was great, well written!

[Bare trees]

Thank very much.

[jeannemarie coulter]

On kitten's feet
they come at night,
adrift like feathers
floating light;
swaying to the hush
of a lonely song,
whose wintry ballad
flutters along,
to the lyrics
of a whispering
wind...

the quoted lines are dancing in my heartsoul...so beautiful the image everlasting...thank you so very much for touching my life with such elegance...

[Bare trees]

Thanks so much Jeannemarie. I appreciate that.