Posts Tagged: poetry

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golden

at that brief moment time is suddenly frozen is it dawn or dusk?

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golden

at that brief moment time is suddenly frozen is it dawn or dusk?

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the cloud machines

as night glides over the cloud machines come online on the edge of town

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the cloud machines

as night glides over the cloud machines come online on the edge of town

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cold light

morning light filtered through a frosted window pane ironically warms

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cold light

morning light filtered through a frosted window pane ironically warms

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vortex

the only way to survive the polar vortex is with hot coffee

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vortex

the only way to survive the polar vortex is with hot coffee

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deadly cold

windows iced over the city almost shut down winter’s deadly grip

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deadly cold

windows iced over the city almost shut down winter’s deadly grip

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moonscape

slowly shuffle through ruts and valleys and craters on the snow packed road

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moonscape

slowly shuffle through ruts and valleys and craters on the snow packed road

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the wind

very few warnings are as misunderstood as a shift in the wind

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the wind

very few warnings are as misunderstood as a shift in the wind

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frost paintings

abstraction still life painted on winter windows by ice faeries’ wings

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frost paintings

abstraction still life painted on winter windows by ice faeries’ wings

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underfoot

a squeak underfoot takes away the illusion that it’s not that cold

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underfoot

a squeak underfoot takes away the illusion that it’s not that cold

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-11°

bruising, frigid cold crystallizes on the pane beautiful warning

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-11°

bruising, frigid cold crystallizes on the pane beautiful warning

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