Sharp fragile weapons,
Hang from the roof,
Sending poison darts to the ground,
Melting away the snow beneath.
A danger, a beautiful danger,
Cold and cruel as winter itself.
Snap, one cracks, shattered in the ground,
If I had been underneath;
Would I be here at all?
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Wonderland (a winter poetry collection)
PoetryA poetry collection combining the solitude and grief of winter along with the comforting and emotional half.
