Friday, October 30, 2009

Winter Walk

A     wisp     of     winter     wind

whistles     softly     across     the     whitened     landscape.

Ice-covered     branches

crack     quietly     together,     keeping     clumsy     time.

A     swirling     snowflake

hangs     suspended     in     almost-silence.
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