Short Stories and Poems

Queen of Ice

My world flies

through scarlet skies

as planet turns

through flames that burn

The wings far spread

o're lands of dead

so white in ice

to roll the dice

to bet your life

and face the strife

to live or die

as tears you cry

to take your breath

to know your death

in warmth you breathe

as the earth seethes

so far below

the rooster crows

in farm towns warm

to face the swarm

the blizzard of death

that will steal their breath

you're the queen of ice

you've paid the price

and now you wait

outside of your gate

and await the march

of crystal starch

of men in ice

embedded in ice

you steal their life

you're the queen of ice.