Markus Jay Poet Villanelle

winter vill

The winter blues has a grip on me all so tight 
    Its icy tentacles wrap around me and squeezes
    freezing my fingers and toes with its nasty frostbite 

    staving off the cold is a battle, an endless fight
    it brings forth an assortment of nasty diseases
    The winter blues has a grip on me, all so tight

    these grey days cloud over the sun, the bright
    as the icy chill roam wherever it does pleases 
    freezing my fingers and toes with its nasty frostbite 

   my blood flows like a frozen berg of ice
   and into my bones the air seeps, then freezes
   the winter blues has a grip on me all so tight 

   frozen raindrops form like dripping stalagmite
   and the wind blows hard, never once does it eases
   freezing my fingers and toes with its nasty frostbite 

  thunder roars. then the dark sky ignites 
  distant are the summer days of warm breezes 
  The winter blues has a grip on me all so tight 
  freezing my fingers and toes with its nasty frostbite

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