Taylor Holmstrom


The Forgotten Months - Poem by Taylor Holmstrom

The Forgotten Months
By Taylor Holmstrom
Death hath claimed the once magnificent trees for itself
A bleak wasteland gleaming with frozen precipitation be all that remain of a once beautiful world.
Alas, wood hath been devoured by demons of flame
That emit a scent sensitive to the mortal nose.
My eyes perceive a field of white, with sections contaminated so they appear yellow.
But hark! I begin to inhale the heavenly scent of delectable treats waiting to be swallowed up by man.
But be wary, for evil lies on the ground to trip up an unsuspecting soul. This time resembles the polar bear, white as a smooth sheet, always lurking in the bitter cold.
Winter, ‘tis a season of beauty and cruelty.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011


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