December Days And Nights Poem by DM W

December Days And Nights



White silence;
Frozen ponds.

December winds chill old bones.
Life limps nervously along.

Days are short like knives.
And nights are long like swords.

And nothing ever happens,
That has not happened before.

December Days And Nights
Saturday, December 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: december
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