frozen the world is becalmed zero the last autumn day time a ghostly sundial shadow frost blankets the ground icicles hinge on the trees birds silently catch their breath Ivor Steven (c) May 2021
White Dawn
frozen the world is becalmed zero the last autumn day time a ghostly sundial shadow frost blankets the ground icicles hinge on the trees birds silently catch their breath Ivor Steven (c) May 2021
White Dawn
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MobsterTiger 
June 4, 2021 at 5:46 am
Thank you kindly for the reblog, I’m honoured to have my poem here on your fabulous site ..
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