Below Zero

Below Zero

grey skies thick as stew
spew white muffler mounds
drowns all in deep somnolence
even a dogs distant bark
hangs crystalline on the air.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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August 4, 2017 at 9:41 AM
Ah crisp winter air, another song all together. I can feel and hear this pen. Nicely done.
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