Wintry Peace

If but for a moment
All around could cease
It seems the straight and narrow
Is absence of caprice
From surface down to marrow
And nose mottled cerise
Stillness benumbs foment
We fear the wintry peace





Photo by Tim Schmidbauer on Unsplash

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