Winter Escape (an ekphrastic quadrille)

In my bruised purple worldno icebergs rangeno glaciers creepsilently In my pink cotton-balled nightno icicled trees sharpento break in the dawnnoisily With no voice, no hearing I’ve come to you heart-istically inured to take my insular leavetele-portally For Sadje’s What Do You See? #170, image credit: Sylvian Sarrailh @ Digiartque and dVerse’s 44-word quadrille, “ice”