Winter In Summer Poem by Jim Milks
Winter In Summer
Her dusty flesh stripped away
Her stony skeleton laid bare
While men of the world simply stare
With a cynical laugh
“It is not my affair”
Stark skeletal fingers of wood
Stretch toward the sky
The swaying of the branches
Asking me why
A dark bleak winter scene
On this fine summer day
A world that has slipped into rot and decay
JPM 1/27/2008 - 1/30/2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
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