Winter Palace

A short, desciptive prose of a wintry palace.

The flecks of snow
In the crisp blue sky
Looked like diamonds floating
To a bed of silver silk
Spread over the ground.


The tall stately trees
Stood like kings and queens
Wearing exquisite lace
And brandishing frosty jewels
That shroud each long finger.


Off the lake of ice
Glistened rays of golden sun
That danced through the air
In a flurry
Of soft, shimmering gowns.


Crystal icicles hung
From dainty roof corners;
Icy breezes sang faint
Songs of snowy dreams,
And silent white flakes
Dappled the cold blue sky
Of this winter palace.