And Still Poem by Phil Soar

And Still



And still
Everything was still
The air held a spell on me
No breeze to break up the monotony
No rain to freshen the air
And the birds did not sing
The grey sky blanketing the blue behind it
And misery reigned
Winter had it's grip on me
And everything was still

Monday, December 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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