Fire & Ice
The fatal flakes of swirling snow
covered everything below,
including picnickers too frail
to withstand the frozen gale.
Framed in words, alas, more gory
than what was the actual story,
the fading flame of their last fire
was said to be their funeral pyre.
But they who replace truth with fable
sometimes choose to turn the table,
feigning facts with spurious lies,
creating fiction in its guise.
The truth is that the icy glaze
that covered lovers was just a phase,
for just before it was too late,
they hopped aboard a passing freight,
then jumped off at a neighboring town
where they flagged a taxi down.
Those bodies reduced to mere ember
scattered under snow-decked timber
were not human, but slabs of veal
placed in the fire form their meal.
But since such legends are mostly truthless,
they fabricate details more ruthless.
And that is why, finding the fire,
they named that hollow “The Lovers’ Pyre.”
For The Sunday Whirl Wordle 636 the word prompts are: fatal flakes frame phase feign fable fame favor freight flame frail fade
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
All’s well that ends well. Does this place exist or is it fiction?
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Total fiction. The prompt words made me do it.
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LOL
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Clever use of prompts, then.
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Wow! This is done so well.
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A few of those words drove it in a strange direction, but I guess that is the fun of it.
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Very true. That’s the fun of incorporating so many words in one piece
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Thank you – excellent, I really enjoyed reading your poem.
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