Tag: Frost

Morning drive

Cars choke awake A modern chariot Frozen in the night Forming clouds As their sleep thaws Fracturing ice As their day begins Headlights caress The hedgerows And imperfections On roads A knotted pathway Of diamond kissed Illumination

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Frost

Cold air bites my hands With the juxtaposed warmth of the sun Pushing through the frost. Heels of shoes ticking Each step moments lost

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Morning 

The Sun kisses edges of the world Frozen footsteps shimmer on the ground I follow with bated breath As a new day is found

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Frost

Frost breaks, Dystopian thoughts melt as the sun rises, Webs shimmer Gossamer threads tangled in diamond disguises, Pure beauty.

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