Midnight Ice Palette

frosted windshields,
and beautiful mercy:
clear as the light
as it makes glaciers
dripping from the eaves
shine.

oh, the wonder
oh, the joy

midnight ice,
and a palette of color
to paint the woodwork with
green and white
salt and blue.

oh, the wonder
oh, the joy

postcards.
rainy days on a grey door
thin brown packages
and loved eyes
that fill up with
light.

hands turning pages.
green boughs,
patient and life,
pine scent, rain and dirt
soaking. glory.

oh, the wonder
oh, the joy

fading words and rust.
old notebooks.
dimmed in quiet
like candles.
I want to make you smile
because laughter
is a kind of
beautiful mercy

a palette to paint with.

oh, the wonder
oh, the joy
for the Painter has come
and we are undone
in a splash of color
brighter than we imagined
color surely dreamed

oil paintings
were gold on black
shadows before the light
like that Christmas light
by Rembrandt.

maybe,
after all,
this is just a winter
of frozen seas and
northern lights
beyond the clouds stretched like
cotton ground.

oh, the wonder
oh, the joy

and there are rivers
underneath
whispers
that do not lie
running,
hidden,
underneath.

the sky is never fully
black,
without character;
blue. and the stars are
pinned, out-of-reach
bright fistfuls like
infant
hands.

oh, the wonder
oh, the joy

and all I can do is cry with you
for now,
because there are days
brimmed with
(silent) light
from a full moon,

and keep turning pages
and finding paints.
two breaths
in the storm-fall
and a hand in the grainy water
pulling you above the surface.

you are enough
because infant hands
can catch the stars
so etch the frost
in glass

because the light,
the morning comes
(gold, a running creek)
and turns midnight ice
–frost on windshields, woodwork–
all to diamonds.

oh, the wonder
oh, the joy
oh, the morning
for the world spins
and it comes

Midnight Ice

[Header image by Jon Sullivan.  “Midnight Ice” by Katherine Horst.  An enormous thank you to Jimmie for my wonderful Christmas present: this art.  It’s perfect, and I’m honored you read and liked Frosted Windshield.]

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7 thoughts on “Midnight Ice Palette

  1. “I want to make you smile
    because laughter
    is a kind of
    beautiful mercy

    a palette to paint with.”

    Ooooh. Yes, beautiful.

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