Frozen Fox Poem by Leslie Philibert

Frozen Fox



as stopped as the silence after
a crash, you work through
the snow, the pines serious

and watching, you stumble disjointed,
unhealed. The clockwork slows
and suffers the pain of half water,

for your eyes are shaded in
the ice-light, blue and unforgiving
as the wind gets harsher

Wednesday, August 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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