Holiday Wishes from the Poetic Muselings
in December . . .
we lived in the arms
of the most spectacular
ice storm
I’ve ever seen
overwhelming beauty
in the midst of devastation
— obstacle course of
downed trees and lines
invisible log-middles
hauled away, heads and feet
left to bookend the road
— scream of branches wrenched,
ripped from the mother trunk,
visible scars that won’t heal
an image from 
a lifetime ago
Dr. Zhivago
and Lara
in the Ice Palace
surreal, breathtaking,
achingly
exquisite mist
protected them briefly
A tiny taste
whisper
scent
surrounded us
for a week
And now,
we have power
again
more power
than we knew
May the lights of the season
fill us with gratitude
show the way
to a peaceful
fulfilling
and happy new year
Michele
annewestlund
feywriter
lin52
Margaret Fieland
Margaret
Michele
Poetic Muselings 
Written by Michele
on 01/01/2017
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