Icy wind lashes
now wood and fur to cut down-
somewhere snowed in heaps
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
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So much is said in so few syllables.
Thanks Louis.
ice, wood & fur- they conjure up a definite atmosphere for frost …lovely.
Thanks Lokesh. I appreciate.