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the deceit of pink Oleander

Winter mists the pane
with veiny tributaries
that trickle to the sill
with a warm touch.
The trajectory of time
trails run-off down
the mountain, 32 more words

Poetry

A Pine Creek Ramble

“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.” 840 more words