The darkness had been creeping.
Winter announced herself early
by shoving empty streets at my stoic hair.
My hollow core was crushed, vapid.
I was sucked into the vacuum,
the terror of losing my figurines.
Then I saw the girl with dark thoughts,
and I warmed to a stabilizing glance.
I studied the Roman tiles, very close,
and wondered about her devilish avoidance.
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#1 by Carl D'Agostino on October 20, 2011 - 10:38 pm
“winter announced herself” !!!
#2 by Carl on October 23, 2011 - 9:08 pm
Ah, thank you!
#3 by Indigo Spider on October 20, 2011 - 11:17 pm
I’m intrigued by the girl with dark thoughts and her devilish avoidance. I just love your way with words.
#4 by Carl on October 23, 2011 - 9:08 pm
Thank you so much for your kindness!
#5 by scribbla on October 21, 2011 - 3:37 pm
Winter and the girl with dark thoughts could be twins – but doppelgangers. Intriguing.
#6 by Carl on October 23, 2011 - 9:09 pm
Yes, and now you have me thinking.
#7 by abichica on October 22, 2011 - 8:10 am
wooowww!! very dark emotion filled poem.. You are very talented. 😀
#8 by Carl on October 23, 2011 - 9:10 pm
Thank you for your kind comment.