Before Warming Hands Poem by arqios k

Before Warming Hands



bleak and blistered
tundraic whispers howl
with deft tendrils of
liquid nitrogen, then
in a flurry of dust devils
this landscape's void of
voices once more

Friday, May 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: snow
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