The White Forest Edge. Poem by Luke Curcio
The White Forest Edge.
There's a white I can disappear into. And it's right behind the trees.
Where the field was once green. I walk into the scene.
Calm day winter before me can be seen.
Iced drops of snow fall down. Covering me just as the ground.
Lost in the scene. No soul shall spot me.
Disappearing into the white.
Where the field that was once green.
Tuesday, November 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: forest,snow,winter
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