edward lilley

Fresh Ice - Poem by edward lilley

Cold winds growl
And etch our windows

Lick the edges
Rattle doors

Crystal filaments grow on trees
Swaying poplars squeal and scream

And throw a trillion gems upon the frozen goldfish

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2008

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