Greg Costello

Rookie - 388 Points (05/04/1970 / Dublin, Rep. of Ireland)

When Winter Comes Calling - Poem by Greg Costello

The long remorseless winter rolled on in,
Consuming those of weak and brittle mind,
And planting seeds of black where he'd assigned,
Went unrepentant with this widespread sin.
He'd come to have his yearly pound of flesh,
And in this matter would not be denied,
Impervious to those who wept and cried,
He would himself with these lost souls enmesh.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 1, 2012


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