Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Exposed

Across the crystal planes resounds a herald’s tuneful howl,
announcing slumber with its wintry chime;
unsettled thoughts descending from a dismal swirling scowl
encrust the clay with unforgiving rime.

I wander through the blizzard dispossessed
and seek a peaceful bower for my rest.

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