The long dark snow blanketed us blind
Muffled our misgivings
Quieted our questions
Warmth is warmth
Now the ground is laid bare
Revealing the cracks
The weathering worn down to the bone
Naked, broken truth
This structure will not hold
Spring cannot renew a branch long dead
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Whispers and Echoes - Issue 1
RandomWhispers and Echoes is an online journal of short writing and poetry, featuring the work of five talented writers. Issue 1 - Spring 2017
