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Arborial Winter Repose
Stretching their limbs
up high to the heavens
outwardly so thin and fragile
but still vitally full of the force of life
enduring the stark harshness
of nature's capricious temperament
strong in root and sure of stature
the cold azure of a winter's sky
interspersed with snow filled pillows
on which to rest their hibernal heads.
Friday 25th January 2019 9:32 pm
Winter turns to Spring
I recalled a dream
When winter's steely claw
clasped around my form
and vice-like held me.
Calmly stifling me of my senses,
numbing me of any feeling,
cramping and stamping out life.
It was a moment frozen in time.
Then I was awoken by a sound unheard.
A thawing feeling travelled first
from my inner being to the outer extremities.
A warmth began to flow through my limbs.
A glow app...
Tuesday 1st May 2018 5:22 pm
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