Member Poem

Remnants of a battle
Lay smeared across the field –
Snowballs splattered against
The towering walls of fortresses
Now crumbling beneath the weight
Of the afternoon sun.

Footprints dash across the lawn,
Scattered chaotically in all directions,
Searching for cover
From the white grenades
Raining down upon hat-covered heads.

A nearby tree is caked with icy shrapnel
And conceals a coral mitten
Abandoned by its owner
In the heat of the fight.
The evergreen shivers
And drops a lump of powder
Over the wool,
Claiming the casualty as its own.

The sun creeps beneath the trees on the horizon
And the trampled field hardens to ice
As a blue shadow coats over it.
The remnants of the battle lay still,
Waiting in anticipation
Of the war that tomorrow’s sunrise will bring.