kirsty wither Shards of light Bounce Reflected from icey ground The air is hushed and Silence abounds Frosted branches shiver As night draws on Diamond icicles quiver And are quickly gone Footprints and trails Soon covered from snow fallen fresh No sign of life of friend or foe Bright shines the moon in a midnight sky Casting purpled shadows As tawnied owls fly |
Monday 29 April 2013
the cold light of night
Thursday 25 April 2013
Sunday 21 April 2013
Wednesday 17 April 2013
Tuesday 16 April 2013
Saturday 13 April 2013
Thursday 11 April 2013
Monday 8 April 2013
Saturday 6 April 2013
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