branches reach the sky
but for limbs broken bare
as my own, bundled tight,
ache from slumber

the fallow fields beneath the snow
stretch for miles in unforgiving cold

and there’s nothing here I remember
maybe i left behind nothing to forget

with sallow light, the northern sun
shines the same on every one of us

©2010 Pale Yellow Music/ASCAP

Photo courtesy of Christy Clark Gray


4 thoughts on “December

  1. outstanding work..

    Glad to discover your poetry talent,

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    come on in, the collection is to be closed within 26 hours.


    hope to see you in ASAP…..

    your talent rocks.

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