
my hands carry scenes
from a different winter
stiff with memories
yet to come
blood crust blades the snow
windswept carved the land
why only the never?
antlers stand silent of stone

my hands carry scenes
from a different winter
stiff with memories
yet to come
blood crust blades the snow
windswept carved the land
why only the never?
antlers stand silent of stone
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6 responses to “antlers stand silent”
Very atmospheric writing. Love it. 😎
Thanks!
You captured this desolate feeling. “stiff with memories / yet to come” great line!
My melancholy is showing 😉
Thanks!
‘with memories
yet to come’
Excellent line – wonderful sense of the melancholy of fate. Great piece, Michael.
Thank you very much, Chris.