Mother's blanket
covering Her children
the chill of a new day
floating silently
Droplets of violet
permeate
quietly introducing
Her Majesty
Fallen clouds
dust the morning
silhouette of a buck
through frosted glass
Cascade into the day
harsh sun breaks subtle light
fall into disorder
until twilight
covers Her children once again...
...Stephanie Hammer
October '99
Steph's Poetry