By Linda M. Crate

Word Count: 145

Rating: G

Summary: A poem about Winter’s trickster.

crystals of light

danced

upon the snow

faerie glitter

for the winter fae,

and i felt the sharpness

of his blue eyes

as crows danced all around me;

but when i turned

he was never

there—

i wonder if winter’s fae meant to surprise me

to catch me off guard,

force me into the harshness of a kiss

that i didn’t want,

but i felt my chagrin rise as the snow was above

my knees,

and i heard his laugh

in the howling of the wind yet when i looked

he wasn’t there—

the crows screeched at me and i think they

must have known winter would

shoot a chill through my bones that

took my breath,

but when i opened my eyes

he wasn’t there,

only the icy blue reflection of his eyes upon the snow.