Ria Nicholls

Winter Series - Poem by Ria Nicholls

The black bitter blanket drapes over this city,
we are trapped under foot.
I stand in the mist with my mittens,
My body is a glacier,
white and white.
I am still smiling at the sky,
challenging what comes next.
I left the happy skies in May.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 25, 2008

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