Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Winter Woes

Crack open the frozen layers
Winter's held me captive long,
The water that feeds me is frozen
I must dig deep once more,
Words dance around, but my pen is paralyzed
There is an internal war, but I am statue like outside
Soon, soon the sun will return
I will come out to meet you,
I will greet you my friend, I will regale you with my
Winter woes,
Of loses and of people unwell.
I will tell in story or picture
I will tell you no tales.
I am awaiting you o' sun
Please come soon
For winter is an ill companion
And my soul longs to bloom.

The King's Wise Woman

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