Angry winter ghost

Snow & ice covers the earth
in a blanket of silence
like a long forgotten portrait
of the mind

even time
appears to be frozen
in a desolate
cocoon

eternity
speaks their tounge
in deep
deathlike sleep
of forever

bony fingers of illusion
plays a symphony
unheard
of
& makes
solemn
children of us
all

escape me
& you will be free
utters the wind
not
but
the chilling suspense
of
its cold brooding
omens
on my
timeless door

isolation
they cry
in their locked up
rooms

ice o

lation

i respond
in my locked
up room
of ancient horrors
& some more

but again
silence
wins
& devours
 all hope
like a starved
ghost

angry little
man with
a rounded head
glistening
in the pain
of the light
that is not

& his

anger haunts
the angry
back & forth
returning just
in time
to score

i see their deadened eyes
looking away
refusing to shine
while denying the
memory of
life

like deranged
prisoners on
the island
of man
& his love
of war

it was never
& never it
was

(forevermore) (?)