The backyard
#blanketed
not in gentle snow
but in harsh ice
and the roads
treacherous
time to hunker down
and sleep under
the covers

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Nightmares   I want to be at peace, blanketed, cocooned, and safe Soothing a weary body that pleads with me for rest Though when evening spreads its claws, panic rises within Sleep, I know, comes only with a certain fear For in my unconscious hell-black storms rage Torturous moments relived through surreal sensations.   I do not know why I still feel such deep sensations Thinking time and distance would make me safe But I cannot heal when my head spills with rage Instead, I reject compulsions to lie down and take my rest Fingers groping for ways to break free from this fear And drive out the demons that torment me within.   Every trauma faced, I feel must be trapped within No right to subject the world to unnamed sensations Secrets are kept, tongue bitten, mouth stitched with fear And from my ordeals, those I love must be kept safe Allow their bedded-havens to offer them rest I walk cold-footed in midnight halls to outpace the rage. But I cannot sustain my body with rage Or sate the call of sleep from within I know I must go to my bed and take rest Submit my mind to the terrible sensations Travel to the place where I can never be safe To the part of me that nightly re-lives fear.   Clutching my blanket as a shield from the fear I quieten my breath, preparing to battle the rage Tell myself no matter what comes I am safe These curses are only projections from within I can take control of these wicked sensations Banish them from my time of rest.   But closed eyes offer neither respite nor rest Gritted shut with the salt of the memories I fear Breath serves only to stretch invading sensations As I'm dragged into the darkness by rage My bed a reflected hellscape of what is within In no corner of which I feel safe.   This cycle of unrest dooms me to a state of constant rage. As my sanity is tested by fear seeping from within. No respite from these sensations, not even open eyes are safe.

Ok, chaps, here is my attempt.
(Sorry about the small writing)

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A rare whiteout snowstorm
enveloped the winter village,
submerging every structure
in hushed, uncanny silence.
Residents, long attuned
to the gentle allure
of their intimate enclave,
now faced isolation
within a realm of flawless white.

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Pale text on a graduated background of tree trunks, from purple to yellow-tan. "The Husbandry of WolperTingers All my memory purges cannot unburden the chimeric wolpertinger’s macabre beauty, mainly macabre in the annotated dread of the provocative pursuits of forest species coining bizarre spawn in a sexual storm made pheasantly manifest in taxidermy, from the hoarfrost of the antlered hare’s face waning into a squirrel’s body blanketed by wings that were meant to whir in the dawn, not churn stomachs in a grotesque fusion. Other species, feline, vulpine, or else may feature ere the taxidermist’s whimsy is put to pasture. Each wolpertinger is special, no two alike, much as a wagging pound mutt often is-- yet of the two I know which I’ve rather have. EchoGnomics"

This one is a wild chimera of prompts.
Credit roll: #VSSFantasy #wolpertinger #vss365 #wane
#WeirdMicro #macabre_beauty #GrimScribe #annotated_dread #DawnChorus #memory_purge #WIPSnips #storm #OurPoetryX #blanketed #FoxProse #provocative_pursuits
Also some micropoetry prompts.

Billowing blizzard,
Boardwalks blanketed, beaten
Back by Baltic blows.
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Photo of a snowy morning in Vancouver, BC.

Sheeeesh… there was NO snow on the ground 5 hours ago… #SnowDay #Vancouver #Blanketed #WinterWonderland

Can't help but admire every sight😩❄️❄️ #winter #photography #snow #trees #myphoto #winterwonderland #seasonal #blanketed