Poem: Winter moon

night has awaken inside your thoughts

it happens in silence like a transformation

of a caterpillar into a butterfly, unknowingly

you inhale notes of grey to the old memories

the heavy winter moon has been sitting on your brows

dragging down your eyelids, pulling them to close

but behind them you find

a comforting hiding place

and with the love you carry in your palm

you will prevail

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Written for the Mag #255

Poem: Outside the window

puffy snowflakes melt and drift on my window

covering the space as if with a comfort of a warm bed

yet there are storms raging

spreading like fire

sometimes it seems there is nobody left

to fight the tides rising

everyone for themself

to start a change from within selves

one at a time

feel the rawness of our souls

and maybe then we'd know

how the earth feels under

wolf's paws as he runs

to catch the winds

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Ok, it's been awhile... I guess that's what happens when you have too much free time, and all the time in the world to write, but no ideas... but when you have no time, lots of ideas pop up, or is it just me? But last few days I felt like writing and I started with some poetry prompts I have written down and this is the first.