Snowman
Cocooned and tucked away
In a chrysalis
Snowman melts
Sooty are his tears
Outside a lacustrine beauty
His nose is the first casualty
It falls on the ground
Bang
He was a freeman
Once the snowman
Stood mighty and high
On this very lake
Brilliant white.
Kept sentinel over both fish and sharks
His woolen scarf of crimson dye
His eyes of onyx
His orange nose of frost bite
With natural authority
He ordered the unruly school of fish
Under the ice to keep quiet
Blood- thirsty sharks
Kowtowed to him.
The mighty lord of the winter.
The snowman kept the icicles
Solid. Hurricanes swirled the snow
Into dust. Unshaken was snowman, still!
Kept his icy cool.
Flocculent snow added layers upon
Layer to the mystical lake
Below his un-shooed feet
And his hat
He blew off the snow in excess
On his Scarlet hat
And carried on.
It was the morn
Ice clouds drifted above his head
Like lost lambs.
He heard a throaty voice
It was the voice of the evil pirate
Unmistakably so.
The legend had it that
The pirate took immediate
Dislike to the snowman
Who grew to have more authority
Over fish and sharks
Even the boats anchored
On the shores of the lake
The pirate had to see to it.
He approached behind
the snowman maliciously
He had a rancid smell:
Rotten fish.
So that the snowman
Began coughing.
He grabbed hold of the snowman
And enveloped him in a chrysalis.
Today snowman sweated
Helplessly in the chrysalis:
His arms spirited away.
His legs liquefied.
There was so little left
Of the essence of the snowman.
Though his spirit made of ice clung to hope.
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