Cold

by Jem Croucher

 

Long shadows on a blanket, white
Laid silent from a still, clear night
Harsh lying in the morning light
Cold against my brow

Iced fingers on a shimmering morn
Crystals on the covered lawn
Stark reminder, chilling born
The winter with me now

 

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2 Comments to “Cold”

  1. This is beautiful. A wonderful image of winter’s icy morning greeting. Well written.

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