A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth

Snow Queen

As there are

No more reminders of 

The things that made you whole 

I will project myself in the snowfall

Crowned in the dust 

Ashes heaped and

Cradled 

Like a bride, never to be-

I spread my limbs out in the snow and hope for an angel 

But I see no impression 

Just crystals piled onto crystals

Carried and abandoned by the voiceless wind