Winter Blooms

Winter Blooms

Chelsea Fraser

We are not all carnations,                                                                                                                            
Blooming glorious in warm,
Bright crimson—
Pink dusks kissing petals
Blushed romantic.

We some of us are green.
We stand the warmth
And soak it to our bones,
Such as they are.
And when the frosts come
(As frosts always do)

We push back warm
Camellias,

Winter blooms
To show the shrouded ground
That death is false.

Life’s buds
Abide.

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Chelsea Fraser
Poet & Musician 

Chelsea directs an arts ministry in Greenville SC when she isn’t taking her sons to the mountains with her husband. She holds degrees in English Literature and Organizational Communication, and she awaits release of her first song later this year. This is her first poetry publication. 

 Photography by Mahdi Bafande