Winter’s Grasp

To the dark and dreary, I acquiesce A steel grey sky harbors silence, grieving and I regress, lost in proper pain and process Aware as storm clouds gather, scheming A steel grey sky harbors silence, streaming and of hummingbirds and summer’s warmth, I obsess to chase away this chill I’m feeling Poking at demons dancing in lukewarm tea without success And of hummingbirds and summer’s … Continue reading Winter’s Grasp