Winter’s Burst, a poem

A sluggish light sets white fluff aflame,
Their softly jagged edges
Dwindling in the mellow roast.

Slender, sultry shadows slowly stretch
From dead-red-brick homes and
White-speckled grass.

Skeletal trees split crisp sticks
As the slippery glow
Grows all over their brittle strips.

All the while, the black canvas
Slithers to pink,
Seamless in its expanse,
And boundless in its warm entrance.


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