Snow Dome

embroideries of the sky
rootless in the glare
growing out of cloud
drifting down in dyes
shaken out of air
branches bowed
and gentled by the trade
of leafy draperies
for drifting braid
the frayed solutions
of the globe
suspended in the breeze
the day resolved
its robe
dissolved
in lifeless freeze
its spring destroyed
by empty canopies
summers fading
into history
settling in a void
where skaters
glide lightly under limbs
with furls and crescents
ornately greyed
in the tumbling shade
a world bent
by crystal traceries
ornate as presents
under Christmas trees

Tippet Alley
March 1st, 2013