December Poem by John Lars Zwerenz

December

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DECEMBER

In a hushed lament, in December I go
Beneath bare boughs in the wild air
Which swirls in torrents, everywhere,
As I wander like a wayward leaf in the snow.

Meanwhile the wind weeps dolefully
In the languid dusk of the winter chill
Forming ivory wreaths on the pearl white hill
Carrying your name - to torture me.

JOHN LARS ZWERENZ

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Chinedu Dike 27 April 2021

Beautiful rendition of words nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm.

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John Lars Zwerenz

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NEW YORK CITY, U.S.A.
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