December's Fury
Icicles
inter-lace
branches
weaving
myst erious
patterns.
Isolated
in winters
clutch.
trees stand
barren
stark naked.
trembling
bodies hover
together.
searching
for an
escape.
December's
fury lashes
out.
poem by Heather Burns
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