Two Blades

we reach for the light
we reach for the warmth
of the dawning sun
of any other

when the shadows come
when the ice forms
each part beautiful
naturally born

we reach
in hope
we reach
in need
we gravitate
we discreetly lean

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trying not to show
the desperation
the fear
of becoming
too far frozen

we reach
to feel
the thaw
to reset
in another season

are you the one
to love
me?

Poem and images by Laura Denise

Ice and Fire

Ice crystals upon Florida blades,
clouds engulfed in raging flames,
Jack Frost and Robert
fill my brain…

but neither fire
nor ice do I perceive
in any way
save benevolently,

a campfire in the sky
that enraptures delightfully;
I watch it just the same,
hypnotized by nature’s shapeshifting.

The rareness of this kiss of frost
in the South brings out my glee and awe;
a magical season missed and dear,
Jack gifts me with to make his love clear.

It’s icing on my December cake,
not my birthday but soon His miracle day.
God’s blessings keep continuously upon us rain,
and the coldness warms my soul with shared dreams passionately

ablaze…