Cold reflections

It has been days and nights, Nights longer than the days, The land is frozen and the bays;   The words have dissolved, In the dark cold silence, Pricks and pains one can sense;   Not a single ray of hope, The hopeful eyes can see, To break the ice in the sea;   The dawn can’t [...]

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A dove with a broken wing

The sky was cloudless, clear, dark  and black, There was no question of turning around back; Not on the hill which the rain bathed green, But walking on flat roads where nobody had been; The adamant fog tried to block the wary way, But the roads said 'run' you don't have to stay; The silent pebbles [...]