A Poem by Bill O. Writes

Midnight ground sparkles
Hardened soil apair with my stride

Dawn, ever unannounced

Unlit coals
Icicles crystallize

I'm engulfed in doubt

Who am I?
     Who are you?

I wrap a scarf 'round my neck
with just enough slack to...

© 2020 Bill O. Writes

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interesting imagery here...still pondering this...almost like a resolution to not let someone else into my keep a cool distance from the pain of another relationship...

not too tight on the scarf...i want to feel something....but not too much.

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Added on December 31, 2014
Last Updated on November 18, 2020
Tags: cold, winter, depression, sickness, sadness


Bill O. Writes
Bill O. Writes

New Haven, CT

-Bill -30 years old. -Seemingly only able to be serious about writing As for my writing background: I have been writing since I was about 17 but had no place to share. Feel free to read wha.. more..

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A Poem by Bill O. Writes