April 2, 2016 § Leave a comment
Cold coffee on January mornings
sitting by an open window
watching snow crash down
white against gravel ash,
head filled up with winter grief
watching life fly by in a dash of white flurry,
a storm of dreams gone by, another January morning passed
with cold coffee and the coldest dreams.
Apologies for the inactivity on this blog but with NaPoWriMo starting, I have also begun shifting around my time to actually find some space in the day to write poetry once more. Hope NaPoWriMo is going well for all of you so far!