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2.2.09

The Frozen Zone..


The Project Gutenberg eBook of King Winter.

King Winter dwells in the North;

Far away in the Frozen Zone,

In a palace of snow he holds his court,

And sits on an icy throne.

He has cushions of course: his Queen

Made them out of her wedding gown.

Stuffing them well with snowflakes fine,

And soft as eiderdown.

King Winter rules....but from now on I keep thinking "SPRING"

6 comments:

GrandmaK said...

I think for the last week I have been the scullery maid for "his majesty." I too am thinking Spring! LOVELY! Cathy

Rosie said...

Brr - King Winter rules here, too, but a glimmer of hope - I saw my first snowdrops at the weekend - a small sign that spring is on the way:)

Aunt Amelia's Attic said...

What a delightful view of winter though!

But yes, the cold is getting to me too, by now. And avoiding the ice, when on foot. -sigh-

But I'm still having silly fun, by checking the length of icicles, out my back patio window, each morning. :-)

Aunt Amelia
"A kiss is a lovely trick, designed by nature, to stop words when speech becomes superfluous."
~~Ingrid Bergmen

Marja said...

Wonderfull a pillow made from a wedding dress filled with snow flakes.
My sister in law just told me that it snows at the moment where she lives. Here we got for the first time rain after weeks of heat.

Gillian L. said...

This is one of our coldest winters here on the west coast of Canada, but the ice along the lake is quite beautiful. A wonderful poem and painting.

Gillian

Barb said...

I so enjoyed reading this poem.
Thanks for sharing. :)