Snow and ice

A dawdling energy
Spreads over yonder
Heavy eyed drowsy
The mountains of white
Kind of euphoric
The sky blueing rapidly
A huge heap of forest
Pitch tar in spite
Of Seagulls on chimney pots
Warming the cockles
A high ermine frill
Sees Dolgellau below
The light bright and chalky
Just driven snow
And A picture so still
And an eternal glow

An Image of stillness
Of valid perspective
A force that affirms
Compelling to see
Starkness created
An artless indifference
The sage and the sorcerer
Both would agree

From an odd chimney
A primitive gust
In opportune
apparently just
Lost in the stillness
Its upward course
Irregular patterns
From A predictive source

A perFect stillness
Powerless to say
Somewhat exhausted
By the previous day
A vulnerability
Flaccidity seen
Shoddy and tumbledown
Craggy and green

Tufts of snow hang in tresses
Weighted and white
A dominant stillness
Ever so bright
A long drawn out forest
Strung out and dark
Un wrinkled and smooth
Surely making its mark
The sky ever changing
Unformed seemingly
Chaotic and nebulous
Blurred and furry.