Markers ~ Winter Melody

..time...place... the north wind blows...

Markers

Seasons, moons, measures of time
Markers to define moments mine
The snow a gossamer veil and blanket to be
Quiet is its touch gentle upon me
A calling silence I hear with each step I take
As I look behind 'tis my path in snow I make
Rippling waves of wind, untempered, untamed
From a direction it is so named
Wild and possessing winds that enfold
The story of the North Wind here told
Seasons, moons, measures of time
Markers to define moments mine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York 

Markers ~ Winter Melody, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013.