A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

06 December 2013

And I Call Into the Darkeness.

Stepping out into the single digit world

Where the air begins to bite

And a crisp silence falls


Snow crunching underneath

Hiding deadly black ice

Slink with a burning cold


A lone owl calls in the distance

For a lover in the night

His feathers crusty with frost


Just the two of us in this frozen eve

Both so alone

Yet we have each other


Strength bubbles up

Breaking through the bitter flakes

And warms the soul



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