Poetry: not a dirty word
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Windy Febuary Night
Cold seeping inward
Unwanted chilled caresses
Gusty night prowler
Febuary Snow
Crispness beneath feet
Visible warm breath vapor
Animals retreat
November; acting like winter
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dark clouds in blue sky
leaves ride up high on the wind
cold seeps into bones
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