NATURE'S BANKSY TAKES A BOW

“What a severe yet master artist old Winter is.... No longer the canvas and the pigments, but the marble and the chisel.”

 

~John Burroughs, "The Snow-Walkers," 1866

 

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=fd02pGJx0s0

SUNRISE – NORAH JONES

 

FOR UNNI

 

Watch out, watch out,

Jack Frost is about

painting like Banksy

leaving his mark

a shining example in sunlight

bold patterned sketches etched after dark

I run around; slipping

clicking and tripping

trying not to catch frost bite

my beautiful Unni

Queen of the macro

would be smiling at this “awesome” sight

and with her in my mind

I am desperate; determined to find

any kind of decaying decadence left behind

wildflower or herb that has frosted

nearby the crumbling kerb

frozen in time; laying undisturbed and rusted

stumbling over the icy stile

feels like I walk for at least a mile

until at last my elusive search

encrusted sweet jewel of the earth

an unidentified seedhead

rich and studded with diamonds

awaits me and twinkles a smile

so bright and precocious

oh, I must look atrocious

is this a good and one and only time

I can fit supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

into a poem, to make my wonderful friend Unni

laugh out loud; please don't drop a stitch

for I'm guessing you're knitting

woollen hat, scarf and pink mittens

for the most beautiful princess

don't forget to string together

the mittens so they will never

get forgotten or lost in the ether

oh, how I digress and procrastinate

where was I; right back to the cotton

I mean thread of my endeavours

out at this hour; all kinds of weathers

nothing could stop me

trying for my dearest kind Unni

to get a frost covered macro shot

one she will love and so

I will always remember this Winter

with all it's gifts from above.

 

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