A Tree Suffers Under Snow
black boned, minstrel faced
leaves broken with ice,
veined as a frosted puppet;
neither old nor new, but changed
and leaving, the cold makes
me stamp and circle in rage;
I can`t stand the weight, stand the weight...
Copyright © Leslie Philibert | Year Posted 2017
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