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Black Ice

by Dorinda Duclos

Ice, the color of ebony night

She spins her crystals into light

Droplets cast an unearthly glow

Falling gently, down below

Magical, bright, o’er the land

Illusion created by the touch of her hand

 

 

©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved

Posted on January 21, 2016 at 7:18 PM in Dorinda, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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