wild in the ice

by briannadawn

ill never understand the world,
how he chooses to wear
cloaks and scarves and sweaters
and stockings throughout
the summer,
and then without a care,
shaves himself bald and runs naked
through the woods as winter stares

© Brianna – Tiny Fawns Writings


4 Comments to “wild in the ice”

  1. Takes all sorts, lol whatever floats his boat I guess. 😁

  2. “As winter stares”- I love the personification here!

If you enjoyed the poem. please leave a comment.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: