Wintry winds

colors of cold light
senses getting attuned to
whistling windy winter chill

It’s here on annual duty. It will stay. Winters slow down everything, except the warmth of breath. I’m never more aware of it than now.

rarefied
air on mountain peaks
find yourself


24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge No. 16

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