Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Verse: Accumulations

It's like accusations
at first
you can brush them

But they cling
as they intensify
And you
can't shake them

It's always cold
when it snows


  1. I'll never look at snow the same way again (winks). In any case if you have snow, I'm jealous. This Indian summer into fall is a bit overdrawn and I'm wanting snow. (Hugs)Indigo

  2. Ah yes it is cold when it snows, but does it not blanket the land and and make things subdued? Giving a warm feeling in the heart, and a tranquility in the soul. You ain't heavy, your ma Bruva :)

  3. small poem, big impact! The words keep swirling around inside me.