Winter Daydream

 Eyes shut white, waiting for the words...

Coasting up from white
               to silver-gold
               pinpricks jostle
               tumbling scarves of silk
               inviting tossed carnations
               turbulence of apple blossoms               
               drifting of December frost
               soft upon broad mesas.

               meanderings of thought
               upon such white.

Silver-blue: the shadows of white clouds
               soft stains of ink
               upon the stainless snow
               the graphite squares of men,
               traced thin
               with graceful curv-ed corners
               negotiating ice.

Folding flat: origami of blue lake
               smoothing out my thoughts
               like buttery draught
               of apple juice
               sliding long my tongue.
               Like florets of terrain
               that etch dendritic shadows
               on whiteness of the land,
               as ice enshrouds
               the turbulence
               of currents deep & blue.

YVR to ORD