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Lost in my own mind.
Thoughts trickle down in torrents,
Leaving behind my empty soul.
Frost turns my lips ice blue.
Ice freezes me in place.
Trapped in the refuse of my lonely mind.
TRAPPED
frost
THE DICTATES OF OLD MAN WINTER
The epic battle of the seasons.
Old Man Winter
erase all signs of Fall.
Snow covers the ground.
Tree limbs hang low dripping white.
Fall holds her branches
close to her body.
Some have already fallen.
The lone casualties of war.
The battle rages on.
Fall will have to succumb
to the dictates of Old Man Winter.
She has no choice.
She puts up a valiant battle.
She will be back after Summer
finishes heating the earth.
She bows her head.
COLD HEART
Ice fills my cold heart,
Closing in on all sides.
Soon it will be frozen,
Entombed in winter frost.
Trees droop heavy with snow,
Branches hanging low with icicles.
My heart sinks heavy with ice,
Frozen until spring melts the frost.
FORGOTTEN
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Lost and forgotten.
Dripping in snow.
Frozen with ice.
Wheels shivering.
Handlebars sagging.
Until the spring.
Flowers blooming.
Roads clearing.
Water dripping off.
Wheels turning.
Its seat taken.
Out for a ride.
THE COVER OF NIGHT
THE COVER OF NIGHT
Night is settling in.
Shadows cover the small town.
A town preparing for the evening.
The sun hides its face.
The moon turns in glee.
Time for it to shine.
Time for it to be king.
Time for the stars to twinkle.
For the stars to serve him.
The town turns darker.
The winds become colder.
The soft snow begins to freeze.
Ice hangs from the trees.
Frost covers the windows.
All are inside.
All are safe and warm.
From the moon’s games.
Or so they think.
The moon’s fun
has just begun.
Who will be at its mercy?
Who will be left out in the cold?
Don’t let it be you.
WINTER FROST
Ice fills my heavy heart.
Closing in on all sides.
Soon it will be frozen.
Entombed in winter frost.
Trees droop heavy with snow.
Branches hang low with icicles.
My heart sinks heavy with ice.
Frozen until spring melts the frost.
PERSEVERANCE
Our life takes its toll.
Our hope keeps us whole.
We persevere through pain.
But it’s not all in vain.
We hold our heads up high.
Continue with a sigh.
The flower fights winter cold.
And if I might be so bold.
We can fight our ills too.
Hold on to our hope too.
