Shadow Shot Sunday...Whisper and Wait...

A Winters' warning

stirs soft, lazy dreams

disturbed white frozen fluff

again harbors a silence

it whispers...wait...

a nights dark howling presence

gathers it's carnival

of wicked unrestrained revelry

while thee sleep

demons gather Mardi Gras

it howls...observe...

do not be fooled

by masked monks

these spring nymphs

masquerade and swoon

follow me...soon...

I will shower thee

with a cache of promise

fresh green garland

petal-strewn hair blown free

sweet song and scent

nourish hope...listen

I follow the wind

I am the prelude

I am unrestrained revelry

I am carnival

the rite of spring.

Funny how things can change in an instant...Mulder thought Spring was upon him, but like we say here in the North...it ain't over till it's over...I won't complain(too loudly) of the 3 inches we got last night, because deluding myself is fruitless, Spring is a month away.

But as March approaches, we know these snows don't last, as warm airs move them in liquid form to the South, to the Gulf.

But for now it's Sunday in Australia, Shadow Shot Sunday is again upon us...our charred neighbors to the South could use a little of this snow and rain, instead we'll send you shadows...in hopes that it will lift some of the sorrows your country feels today...as we here in the states are witnessing early tornadoes, lake effect blizzards, mudslides, ice storms, freezing temps and wildfires in my Florida, river floodings and droughts...have I left anything out...geeeez Louise, what next!!!

Have a wonderful weekend...in spite of the snows(and see above), my bloggy friends!