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| snow getting denser as we sledge the grey fields all horizons fade the past is behind us our lives are torn asunder kindling our fears low hanging clouds when we rush across chasms hamper our journey night stands between us as your face turns to darkness will tears wash it clean? hearts are still filled with the warmth of affection that glows in the ice |
Written for a prompt at CarpeDiem
9 comments:
Aging is like snowstorms: both fade horizons!
Finite Shadows
winter is the last season...
This is to me a whole story.. splendid.
Very nice.
Beautifully woven-- raising as many questions as it answers. :)
Lovely - beautifully done!
beautifully done!
When horizons fade, is it time to seek another vantage point?
Timekeeper
Wow girl friday ... what a wonderful series of haiku. Thank you for sharing these with us all. You are still growing in this poetry.
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