My Words, My World

First drafts – A few pages in the large wilderness of the world of writing

Cold and Dark


gloved and hatted


Frosted breath,

then, finally

the warmth.

Then cold

that condences

on glass,

rivulets running.

The dark:

getting darker, and


by white.

The cold;

to the touch,

to the senses.

How I enjoy

a pint of Guinness

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9 thoughts on “Cold and Dark

  1. Yes this captured the month just right. Cheers.

  2. Inspiration at the bottom of a glass is always worthy. 🙂

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