Glowing in the moonlight,
hollowing, their bulk shriveling
in the melting temperatures,
their now blank faces staring
into nothing, hats sinking,
scarves sagging, skinny necks
and empty shoulders speak of scarcity.
Now their stickarms point downward from their bellies.
Collecting in the sunlight,
sparkling, shrouds of fresh snow
in the freezing temperatures,
their ice bones take on a ghostly radiance
and we see through them from one side
to the other, without eyes,
without nose, without mouth,
their undistractedness speaks of focus.
Now the blank face of winter points to abundance.
Snowskeletons
Generous Wisdom | Spacious Heart 
I love the title and the image of snowskeletons! The “glowing in the moonlight,/ hollowing, shriveling. I love “ice bones” and how “we see through them from one side to the other.” Their blank face of winter pointing to abundance” is nice! I have missed my yard being graced by these wonderful beings in every state of their icy existence! I just may go out and build one today!! Thank you for your gift of writing dear friend. Enjoyed reading this!!!
Thank you! I’m practicing seeing abundance even in things that look, well, like the opposite of that. The snowmen really got creepy once their faces fell off. So, trying to see life in death, and abundance in barrenness. Prayer is much needed for that endeavor!