Snow Sketch
A sketch of snow fellScattering of white on charcoal streets
Ghosts of Autumn rattling vacant fingers against tv windowpanes
"Let's keep warm tonight" just a thought, let's forget who we are
Have a seance like people in a postcard cafe
Wearing all the colors of dream on our sleeves
Watch the last leaves dance and swirl the evening away
Imagination plays with self like a musican does an instrument
Another element to consider
So reflections tell
A sketch of snow fell * * *
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-11-26 at 21:49
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