Winter sleet crackles—
Birds hide beneath feathers and
Clock hands search for spring.
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Silver Serpent Books
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About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Heartfelt and relatable
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Comments (2)
Nice job here - this one makes me want a blanket.
Oh WOW!!!! Cold. Hopeful. Snuggly. Just WOW! Perfectly encompasses this time of year as well as the beauty of and purpose of a perfect haiku!!! Thank you!