Icicle Poem by Daniel Miltz

Icicle



Hanging icicle
O' swirling with honey'd pain
Nastily crying
Wet, lofty, teardrop trickles
Winter end dances wildly

© daniel miltz

Icicle
Saturday, May 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: icicle
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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