off they’ve pulled the clouds tight
over their shoulders and closed
over their shoulders and closed
their door. Come back tomorrow
or later in the week, I’m bingeing
on falling snow, I’m collecting ice
where so little has been, I’m saving
any words for the birds and trees
I’m thinking that the Earth’s turn
has been premature. Leave your wishes
at the timberline, I’ll feel better soon.
or later in the week, I’m bingeing
on falling snow, I’m collecting ice
where so little has been, I’m saving
any words for the birds and trees
I’m thinking that the Earth’s turn
has been premature. Leave your wishes
at the timberline, I’ll feel better soon.
Evoked a lot of emotions in me. Not sure why - I’ll re read, tho a bit slower- thank you for this. After all poetry has this power.
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