My Words, My World

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

Cold and Dark

January;

gloved and hatted

walk.

Frosted breath,

then, finally

the warmth.

Then cold

that condences

on glass,

rivulets running.

The dark:

getting darker, and

crowned

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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