Smoke And Snowstorms
Poem Smoke and snowstorms fill the night Blustering and blizzarding, gloomy grey, The icy cloud-dust wraps the world in white. Morning comes; I wake in the light of day. Smoke and snowstorms Are...
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A Hundred Hours of Crystals
Poem Day and night the snow keeps falling, A hundred hours of crystals Piled head-high on the ground. On the slick and slippery roads It goes whispering and slithering, Flowing like a dusty...
